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.

you did poorly. Was it the Delaney family messing with you on test day? Thank goodness we switched our marital pledge, or

a surge of rebellion, Hanley pushed the car door open, ‘I’m

Belinda said, continuing to probe, “Who got first place this time? Juliana? You two are practically engaged. It’s okay

words made him pause and

Juliana… wait,

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

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

didn’t I tell you

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

red–faced with frustration, sighed, “Come to my office during

in confusion. Why

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

way to Latham’s office. She nudged Merry who was still engrossed in her game, “Aren’t you going to the

“Nah,

paused, then asked, “Where is his office

Merry

locked her

kicked in, “Mr. Latham is so henpecked. His wife takes his whole paycheck.

know

approaching Latham, who smiled at Cordelia and said,

something wrapped in a newspaper. Unwrapping it

cash into Merry, he said, “I’m not sure how much you

“Mr. Latham, this must be your secret stash. Aren’t you

smiled, “It’s yours to do as

wavered her rebellious eyes, ultimately she took the money

gone, another teacher spoke up, “Why bother with her,

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