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.

the Delaney family messing with you on test day? Thank goodness we switched our marital pledge, or you’d be dragged down to their level, marrying a nincompoop like

pushed the car door open, ‘I’m

Juliana? You two are practically engaged. It’s okay if she beats you once in a

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

was Juliana… wait, what?” Belinda was stunned.

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

was with Latham, the teacher in charge of the class

tell you to

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

red–faced with frustration, sighed, “Come to my office

up in

her deskmate was. Merry was sleeping through class, gaming on her phone once awake, bluntly refusing to answer

way to Latham’s office. She nudged Merry

replied with a grin, “Nah, Mr. Latham

paused, then asked, “Where is his office anyway?”

Merry

up, puzzled by Cordelia’s cluelessness, locked her phone, and stood,

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

Cordelia didn’t know how to

who smiled at Cordelia and

wrapped in a newspaper. Unwrapping it revealed some change.

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

your secret stash. Aren’t you

“It’s yours to do as you

ultimately she took the money and left, “Fine,

another teacher spoke up, “Why bother with her,

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