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.”

“Well, just so you know, this was specially procured by Steward for this weekend’s gathering. If you can’t replace it in time, you’ll

sauntered off toward the dining room supported by Sandra with a glint of schadenfreude in her

he’d punish her for ruining his plans. Once Laurinda was

signaled Mathilda to stop. Staring

and stood nearby

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

Cordelia looked at Lorna with an acknowledgement

asked Lorna in a low voice,

now. Steward bought those coffee beans at an auction for eight hundred and eighty thousand, just to gift to Hackett for the upcoming project… they need his

patronage”

and his love

“Eight hundred and eighty

again at the coffee

life. But now, even a million dollars couldn’t buy

back.

her. How

“Midnight Scent,” walking

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

Qura

the table as she entered, lowering

the clock and realized she was three

to seeing Everard since leaving

sat across

Cordelia finished her soy milk and left the bottle to her left. Little Fang, being on the right and not wanting to reach over,

reaching for the bottle. But Everard, seeing

both

interlocked hands. His palm was large, his fingers clean and well–kept, yet his touch was burning hot, the heat

Everard with a mix of confusion

done to her? Her heartbeat had skipped a

she grabbed her

table, a playful challenge in his

she