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?”

a straight

did poorly. Was it the Delaney family messing with you on test day? Thank goodness we switched our marital pledge, or you’d be dragged down to their level, marrying a nincompoop like that!”

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

place this time? Juliana? You two are practically engaged. It’s okay if she beats you once in

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

was Juliana… wait, what?” Belinda

looked away, 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

Latham, the teacher in charge of the class

I tell you to dye your hair

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

sighed, “Come to my

her name, looked up in confusion. Why did he summon her?

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

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

grin, “Nah, Mr. Latham

then asked, “Where is his office

Merry

locked her phone, and stood, “Fine,

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

didn’t know

Latham, who smiled at Cordelia and said,

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

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

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

yours to do as you

rebellious eyes, ultimately she took the money and left, “Fine, I’m off to the

bother with her,

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