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.

griped, “You didn’t slack off all summer. There’s no way you did poorly. Was it the Delaney family messing with you on test day? Thank goodness

of rebellion, Hanley pushed the

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

him pause and turn,

it was Juliana… wait, what?”

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

was with Latham, the teacher in charge of the class who

didn’t I tell you to dye your hair

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

my

in confusion. Why did he

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

Cordelia made her way to Latham’s office. She nudged Merry who

grin, “Nah, Mr. Latham won’t do

asked, “Where is his

Merry

cluelessness, locked her phone, and stood, “Fine, I’ll show

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

know how to

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

a drawer and took out something wrapped

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

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

smiled, “It’s yours to do as you

her rebellious eyes, ultimately she took the money and

bother with her, Latham? Her parents have given up on her,

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