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,

you on test day? Thank goodness we switched our marital pledge, or you’d be dragged down to their level,

the car door open, ‘I’m off to

You two are practically engaged. It’s okay if she beats you once in a

had already stepped out of the car, but her words made him pause and turn, compelled to respond for some reason, “It

wait,

puzzled by his sudden defiance. He was fed up with Belinda’s nagging. Why hadn’t she consulted him before calling off the engagement with the Delaney

the teacher in charge of the class who liked to

out, “Merry, didn’t I tell you to

the desk, indifferent as a pig in the sun, “Sir, dying hair costs money. My folks took my bank card. How about

with frustration, sighed, “Come to my office during the break, you

in confusion. Why

got a taste of how much of a headache her deskmate was. Merry was sleeping through class, gaming on her phone once awake,

and students headed out for exercises, Cordelia made her way to Latham’s office. She

grin, “Nah, Mr. Latham won’t do

then asked, “Where

Merry

locked her

Merry’s gossiping nature kicked in, “Mr. Latham is so henpecked. His wife

know how

at

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

sure how much you need for the hair, but five hundred should cover

secret stash. Aren’t you

smiled, “It’s yours to do as you

took the money and left, “Fine, I’m

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

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