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 face, silent.

didn’t slack off all summer. There’s no way you did poorly. Was it the Delaney family messing with you on test

pushed the car door open, ‘I’m off to school!”

probe, “Who got first place this time? Juliana? You two are practically engaged. It’s okay if she beats you once

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

doubt it was Juliana… wait, what?” Belinda was

with Belinda’s nagging. Why hadn’t she consulted him

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

you to dye your hair

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

“Come to my office during the break, you and Cordelia.”

her name, looked up in confusion. Why

much of a headache her deskmate was. Merry was sleeping through class, gaming

came and students headed 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

a grin, “Nah,

asked, “Where is

Merry

her phone, and

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

Cordelia didn’t know how

the office, approaching Latham, who smiled at Cordelia and said, “Just a moment,

out something wrapped in

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

murmuring, “Mr. Latham, this must be your secret stash. Aren’t you afraid I’ll

to do as you please.”

money and

bother with her, Latham? Her parents have given up

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