Love or Die CEO’s Daily Dose of Swoon

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,

with you on test day?

Hanley pushed the car door

first place this time? Juliana? You two

had already stepped out of the car, but her words made him pause

wait, what?” Belinda was stunned.

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

in charge of the class who

called out, “Merry, didn’t I tell you to

on the desk, indifferent as a pig in the sun, “Sir, dying hair costs money. My

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

up in confusion. Why did

two classes flew by, and Cordelia got a taste of how much of a headache her deskmate was. Merry was sleeping through class, gaming on her phone once awake, bluntly

Latham’s office. She nudged

“Nah,

then asked, “Where is his

Merry

puzzled by Cordelia’s cluelessness, locked her phone,

Merry’s gossiping nature kicked in, “Mr. Latham is so henpecked. His wife takes his whole paycheck. He’s still biking to work on that old clunker…”

didn’t know

who smiled at Cordelia and said, “Just a moment, Cordelia.”

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

“I’m not sure how much you

must be your secret stash. Aren’t you afraid I’ll just hit

yours to do as you

ultimately she took the money and left, “Fine, I’m

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