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?”

straight face,

all summer. There’s no way you did poorly. Was it the Delaney family messing with you on test day? Thank

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

You two are practically engaged. It’s okay if she beats

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

was Juliana… wait, what?”

nagging. Why hadn’t she consulted him before

was with Latham, the teacher in charge of the

called out, “Merry, didn’t I tell you

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

my office during

hearing her name, looked up in confusion. Why did he

got a taste of how much of a headache her deskmate was. Merry was sleeping through class, gaming on her phone once awake, bluntly refusing to answer questions, to the point where the teachers gave

her way to Latham’s office. She nudged Merry who was still

replied with a grin, “Nah,

“Where is his office anyway?”

Merry

locked her phone, and stood, “Fine,

in, “Mr. Latham is so henpecked. His wife

didn’t know how

office, approaching Latham, who smiled at Cordelia

out something wrapped

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

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

“It’s yours to do as you please.”

her rebellious eyes, ultimately she took the money

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

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