Chapter 11

Everard who was usually indifferent was shocked, but he calmed down instantly. He cracked a smile and took the two hundred bucks, saying. “The coffee beans are in the warehouse. Swing by after school to pick it up.”

“Will do.” Cordelia was brisk, turning on her heel and heading out. Catching sight of Little Fang’s complicated expression, she let out a quiet sigh.

Little Fang must think his boss was a real Scrooge, huh? But it didn’t matter.

Sanderson had given her a bank card loaded with a cool hundred grand. She was rolling in it!

As long as it was within reason, she didn’t mind giving Everard a leg up. Everything was possible. If he was happy, maybe she could shake off a curse about her being blinded by love a bit sooner.

Once Cordelia had left, Calvert grimaced and asked, “Where’s the St. Helena Coffee in the warehouse?”

All they had was that pile of condoms from the shelf display!

Everard shot him a look. “Call Hackett Griffin. You go fetch it.”

Calvert replied, “…Right.”

After speaking, he couldn’t help but mutter, “Sir, Mr. Griffin’s a good man in his sixties. Can’t you just call him Mr. Griffin? ‘Hackett Griffin‘ sounds…” His sentence took a sharp turn under Everard’s gaze, “That is away from your well–education!”

Everard ignored him and settled back behind the counter, picking up a book to read.

Cordelia walked into the school gates just as an Audi pulled up.

Hanley watched her fleeting figure, momentarily stunned, not getting out of the car.

Belinda, who had driven their son to school, was oblivious to his distraction and launched into a rant, “Only second place this time? What happened?”

kept a straight face, silent.

off all summer. There’s no way you did poorly. Was it the Delaney family messing with you on test day? Thank goodness we switched our marital pledge,

a surge of rebellion, Hanley pushed the car door open,

“Who got first place this time? Juliana? You two are practically engaged. It’s okay if

him pause and turn, compelled to respond for some reason, “It

wait, what?”

Belinda’s nagging. Why hadn’t she consulted him before calling off the engagement with the Delaney family?

Latham, the teacher in charge of the class who liked to harp on

didn’t I tell you to dye your hair

indifferent as a pig in the sun, “Sir, dying hair costs

red–faced with frustration, sighed, “Come to my office during the break, you and Cordelia.”

name, looked up in confusion. Why did he

her deskmate was. Merry was sleeping through class, gaming on her phone once awake, bluntly refusing to answer questions, to the point

made her way to Latham’s office. She nudged Merry who was still

a grin, “Nah, Mr. Latham won’t

then asked, “Where is his

Merry

by Cordelia’s cluelessness, locked her

in, “Mr. Latham is so henpecked. His wife takes his whole paycheck. He’s still

know

entered the office, approaching Latham, who smiled at

drawer and took out something wrapped in a newspaper. Unwrapping it revealed

cash into Merry, he said, “I’m not sure how much you need for the hair, but five hundred should cover it,

secret stash.

“It’s yours to do as you

rebellious eyes, ultimately she took the money

teacher spoke up, “Why bother with her, Latham? Her parents have given up on her, and yet

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