Love or Die CEO’s Daily Dose of Swoon

Chapter 10

Cordelia, always a beat slow in social cues, but speedy in action, rushed over at the sound of the commotion.

She found Lorna standing unharmed and breathed a sigh of relief, then noticed the spilled half–can of loose coffee beans on the floor.

Laurinda gasped dramatically. “Lorna, you’ve created a disaster!”

Loma was a bundle of nerves as she stuttered, “I wasn’t on purpose. I just opened the cupboard, and it fell,”

Sandra shook her head with a sigh, “Madam, you should’ve been more careful!”

Laurinda seemed frantic, scolding, “What good are you if all you do is eat and sleep? I ask you to make simple cup of coffee, and you cause such a catastrophe! Do you realize that Steward bought this specifically for an important occasion?”

Lorna just stared blankly at the scattered leaves.

Laurinda didn’t let up. “You’re useless! What’s the point of that long face now? What do you even contribute to this household? You can’t even give us a grandson.”

Her words grew harsher with each sentence.

Cordelia frowned, ready to jump in, when a stern voice cut through, “Laurinda, shut your dirty mouth!”

Mathilda stormed in, positioning herself protectively in front of Lorna, “As the lady of a prestigious house, is that any way to speak? Lorna has been well–versed in literature and arts since she was young. She didn’t marry into your useless family to be treated this way!”

Cordelia was stunned at Mathilda’s talent for insults.

Laurinda was taken aback, her bluster deflating, “She made a mistake, can’t I reprimand her?”

Mathilda retorted, “Is it such a big deal over some spilled coffee beans? I’ll go buy more, and that’ll settle it!”

Lorna quickly tugged at Mathilda, “Mom…”

But Laurinda smirked, “Do you even know what kind of coffee bean this is? This is St. Helena Coffee!”

Mathilda straightened up, “As long as it’s for sale, it can be bought.”

this was specially procured by Steward for this weekend’s gathering. If

sauntered off toward the dining room supported by Sandra with a

defended her. Now she’d have to see how he’d punish her for ruining his

wry smile and signaled Mathilda to stop. Staring at Cordelia,

her breakfast and stood nearby impatiently, “Shall we

breakfast from the kitchen to Cordelia, “Lia, go to school now. Mathilda won’t leave and you can talk to

Lorna with an acknowledgement

these two children left, Mathilda asked Lorna in a low voice, “What’s that

an auction for eight hundred and eighty thousand, just to gift

patronage”

and his love for rare coffee was

was aghast, “Eight hundred

the coffee beans on the

coffee beans as if they were his life. But now, even a million dollars

back.

slander her. How would she explain

“Midnight Scent,” walking into the

favor black clothing, wearing a different style of shirt today. The top button undone revealed a

Qura

stood up and approached the table as she entered, lowering his head slightly, “Girl,

realized she

pain in her chest was less intense today. Was it because she’d been looking forward to seeing Everard since leaving home, not dreading the encounter? After all, people in love should want to see each other,

she sat

the meal was done and Little Fang was clearing up, Cordelia finished her soy milk and left the bottle

to react, taking two seconds before reaching for the bottle. But

were both frozen.

gazed in surprise at their interlocked hands. His palm was large, his fingers clean and well–kept, yet his touch was burning hot, the heat seemingly

a mix of

heartbeat had skipped a beat… but

face, she grabbed her bag and stood up, “I’ve got

Everard leaned across the table, a playful challenge in his voice,

else was she supposed to do?