Chapter 7

What was Midnight Scent doing ordering so many balloons?

She didn’t probe further, sensing that Midnight Scent wasn’t the same as the one she had known. Even the name itself was unique. Midnight Scent?

Cordelia fell silent. She didn’t know Everard. It was only their second meeting, and she had no idea how to engage in a romantic relationship with someone.

Yet her silence only made the dull ache in her chest grow. Seeing Everard leisurely reading a book with no intention of speaking, she wrestled with herself before reaching for another conversational lifeline. “Where’s Little Fang?”

Little Fang?

Everard raised an eyebrow. Was she referring to Calvert?

She has the most amusing ways of coming up with names, he thought.

His cold, slender fingers tapped on the counter as he replied. “Out to get breakfast.”

Just then, Calvert came through the door, bags of breakfast in hand. “Boss, chow time!”

He paused upon spotting Cordelia, then greeted her with a casual “Hey” before laying the breakfast on a nearby table.

Everard stood up, his towering height adding a sense of dominance to the room, making it somewhat cramped. He walked to the breakfast table and asked indifferently, “Joining us?”

Cordelia blinked. She hadn’t felt quite right upon waking up, which made her skip her usual morning meal. Besides, the Delaney family’s breakfast differed from the bread and oatmeal she was used to at the orphanage, so she hadn’t eaten much.

After a brief consideration, she nodded. “Sure.”

Calvert watched the girl sitting across from the boss and picking up a muffin to eat, and he was stunned.

Who else could be so at ease in front of the boss? This girl was something else!

As Cordelia nibbled on her muffin, she secretly studied Everard across from her.

neither rough nor clumsy but rather elegant. When Cordelia finished her muffin, he had already polished

in her chest subsided. She wiped her mouth with a napkin, stood up, and

his deep brown eyes shimmering with a restrained

Cordelia hesitated.

so mysterious and unpredictable, but at

over several ideas from the previous day to that morning.

had considered calling the police.

her that made her fall in love with

thought, she decided to take no action and

normal until that morning when her chest began to ache. Did it

anked, “Should I come back tomorrow?”

an eyebrow, his lips curving slightly. “Up

stepped out of the shop and walked

buzzing with energy, the students lively even after being battered by the

exams.

I couldn’t solve so many math problems!”

Seated in the first row, Hanley straightened up when he heard the question, his tone full of

it, as expected of

Cordelia entered the classroom.

girl was tall and graceful, her hair neatly tied back, her soft cheeks framing big, misty

naturally radiant beauty, she caught the attention of everyone in the room,

distaste in her eyes, called out loudly, “Cordelia, how did you do on the math test yesterday?”

a little, looking at Juliana.

seemed to have seen through Juliana’s petty thoughts, causing Juliana to avert her gaze

on to her seat, leaving behind a light

bad? She gave the same

an arrogant person!” His ‘not bad‘ was modesty, an affirmation.

bad means anything less than perfect, but for Cordelia, maybe scoring

In the

department for senior year was bustling.

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