Chapter 15

Calvert spat out his milk in disbelief. You just said you wanted to buy what?”

Cordelia looked at him, confusion etched across her face. She had no clue why Little Fang was reacting so strongly, but she earnestly explained anyway. “The balloon I saw on the shelf on my first day here”

Balloon? That was clearly condoms.

Calvert tried to speak, but ended up choking on his words, coughing violently.

Cordelia shot a puzzled glance at Everard

With his hands plunged deep in his pockets, Everard sauntered towards the counter before lazily taking a seat. Only then did he inquire. “You’re getting that to play by yourself?”

Cordelia paused for a beat. “…Yeah.”

Everard leaned back into the shadows of the shop, his voice laced with amusement. “Playing alone is no fun.”

She pondered for a moment, “True, I’ll buy it and leave it here then. We can play together some other time.”

“Eh!” Just as Calvert took a sip of water to calm his cough, he sprayed it out again.

Cordelia sensed something was off. She was about to ask Little Fang what got him so worked up when the tapping of fingers on the countertop interrupted them, followed by Everard’s tempting, “Girl, you’re about to be

late.”

Hearing it, Cordelia glanced at the clock in the shop and realized she had five minutes before the bell rang.

She grabbed her backpack and dashed out, “I gotta run!”

Calvert watched her leave, then slowly turned to his boss, only to find Everard engrossed in a book, perfectly camouflaged in the dim corner.

Calvert approached the counter, leaning against it. “Boss, when are you heading back?”

nonchalantly, “We’ll see.”

up some coffee beans yesterday. He subtly asked about your whereabouts, and today he messaged again,

moment of silence, Everard chuckled, “An engagement present.”

Calvert was bewildered but quickly grew excited.

years, now had

the hundred–dollar bill Cordelia had left on the table, intending to pocket it when

him. He subconsciously handed over the bill. Everard opened his wallet, placing the hundred with the two hundred from the previous day before returning to his

Calvert was speechless.

diligently completed her exercises, rushed to tackle the Olympiad problems Latham had set for

intakes of

didn’t pay it much mind until someone pulled the chair in front of her, bumping her desk as they sat

glanced

Merry’s hair caught

an inexplicable joy

desk, while her classmates subtly moved their

lit up at the sight of Merry, wrinkles forming with b

doing

kept her head down,

hie smile.

with

finished her last

to eat?”

Silence.

students turned their heads, their

taken aback that Cordelia would still speak to her, looked

was hence so bold, Merry managed a bitter smile. “I’m not hungry. Go

want to drag a good student

responded, “Oh,” and left for the cafeteria.

found Merry to

Cordelia sighed inwardly.

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