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

way you did poorly. Was it the Delaney family messing with you on test day? Thank goodness we

the car

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

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

was Juliana… wait, what?” Belinda was

away, puzzled by his sudden defiance. He was fed up with Belinda’s nagging. Why hadn’t she consulted him before calling off

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

out, “Merry, didn’t I tell you to dye your

dying hair costs money. My folks took my bank card.

“Come to my office during

up in confusion. Why did he summon her?

sleeping through class, gaming on her phone once awake, bluntly refusing to answer questions, to the point

headed out for exercises, Cordelia made her way to Latham’s office. She nudged Merry who was still

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

then asked, “Where is his office

Merry

by Cordelia’s cluelessness, locked her phone, and

so henpecked. His wife takes his

didn’t know how to

at Cordelia and said,

then opened a drawer and took out something wrapped

how much you need for the hair,

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

smiled, “It’s yours to

took the money and left, “Fine, I’m off to the Arcade

up, “Why bother with her, Latham? Her parents have given up on her, and yet you…

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