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?”

a straight face,

with you on test day?

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

to probe, “Who got first place this time? Juliana? You two are

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

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

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

charge of the class who liked

tell you to dye your hair back yesterday?”

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

frustration, sighed, “Come to my office during the

hearing her name, looked up in confusion. Why

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

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

a grin, “Nah, Mr. Latham won’t do anything.”

then asked, “Where is his office

Merry

Cordelia’s cluelessness, locked her phone, and stood, “Fine,

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

Cordelia didn’t know

smiled at Cordelia

something wrapped in a newspaper. Unwrapping it

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

was taken aback, murmuring, “Mr. Latham, this must be your secret stash. Aren’t you afraid I’ll just hit the arcade with this?”

to do as you

money and left, “Fine, I’m off to

had gone, another teacher spoke up, “Why bother with her, Latham? Her parents have