Love or Die CEO’s Daily Dose of Swoon

Chapter 8

Latham strode into the classroom, his arrival predating the bell’s chime by mere seconds.

He dropped a stack of thick papers onto the desk at the front, Daniel, would you mind handing these out?”

A hush fell over the room as Cordelia, seated at the back, watched necks crane and bodies lean forward in anticipation. As the papers made their rounds, a cacophony of sighs and gasps peppered the air from every

comer.

Daniel, a slim figure with glasses that seemed too heavy for his face, approached Juliana and handed her the

paper.

Curiosity bubbled up from the desks, “What do you get?”

Juliana glanced at her score with a mix of ease and pride in her voice. “A”

“And you nailed that with these brain–busters? Impressive!”

Juliana feigned modesty. ‘Oh, it’s nothing. I’m still trailing behind Hanley”

“No need to compare with that guy who is been raking in math awards since he was in diapers. But you know, you’re two peas in a pod, academically speaking.

Amidst the surrounding exclamations of admiration, Juliana inevitably drifted her gaze to the back row

With a hint of teasing, she said, “Daniel, would you be a dear and check my cousin’s grade?”

Fumbling through the papers, Daniel didn’t find Cordelia’s but instead pulled out Hanley’s and promptly handed it over…

Before the commotion could settle, Latham announced from the front, “This math test, there’s only one perfect score in the entire grade, and it’s from our class!”

“Wow!”

“Hanley’s got to be the man, right?”

As the class buzzed with astonishment, Hanley quietly exhaled in relief.

few questions,

kudos! You’re a genius,” came Juliana’s

his lips into a

just learned that his family had arranged for him to marry Juliana, a relief in itself. A guy like him deserved nothing but the best, after

Not too

before his eyes as Daniel placed a paper

His smile froze,

pondered, a breathless Latham added, “Let’s extend our warmest congratulations to Cordelia! Her grasp of mathematics is remarkable.

classroom, briefly as still as a tableau, erupted into whispers and turned heads, all eyes on

back row.

him. Then, with a slow and knowing smile, Cordelia whispered just

rushed to Hanley’s cheeks as if slapped by

equally frozen, her mind a loop of denial, “Impossible!

“Class dismissed!”

wrapped up the review just in time for the bell and

he gone than the room erupted

“Screech!”

chair scraped across the floor as Merry, Cordelia’s front–row neighbor, swung around in her seat. With the laxity of a ragdoll, she leaned on Cordelia’s desk. “Hey, you’re Cordelia, right? I’m Merry,” she announced, her vibrant pink hair and dramatic makeup reminiscent of a cartoon character. She popped her

eyeballed her for a moment, replying

whether Hanley can cling to his top spot. I gotta say I’ve had it up to here with Hanley and Juliana, prancing around like they own the place just because of some high

a noncommittal, “Oh.”

heard the Foster family thought your grades were embarrassing, so they called off the

impression of Merry being that of

the papers. The first thing was check Cordelia’s result. Upon seeing the grade,

hand, just in time to catch Merry’s comment. “Hanley is no one–trick pony,” Juliana interjected. “He excels in

she did

Cordelia, with this result, do you think

I’m not sure whether Cordelia beats Hanley or not, but she’ll definitely

“Considering you’re at the bottom, I suppose you have no room for pride.”

stormed off, fuming.

the end of the school day, posted on the wall

number to her. She grabbed her bag and was the