Love or Die CEO’s Daily Dose of Swoon

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?”

replied nonchalantly,

Mr. Griffin’s to pick up some coffee beans yesterday. He subtly asked about your whereabouts, and today he messaged

moment of silence, Everard chuckled,

bewildered but quickly grew excited.

found out that the boss, a bachelor for twenty–five years, now had a fiancée right here in Greenmeadow, his reaction would

message, Calvert reached for the hundred–dollar bill Cordelia had left on the table, intending to pocket

to see Everard’s gaze on him. He subconsciously handed over the bill. Everard opened his wallet, placing the hundred

Calvert was speechless.

between classes, Cordelia, having diligently completed her exercises, rushed to tackle

intakes of

pulled the chair in front of her, bumping her

She glanced up

Merry’s hair caught her eye

an inexplicable joy bubbling

downcast, resting her head on the desk, while her classmates subtly moved their desks away from her, as if Merry’s

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

doing

Merry didn’t retort and kept

hie smile.

noticed the low mood enveloping the class ever since Merry’s arrival. Whispers circulated, with pointed stares directed at Merry, yet no one dared to speak to her

finished

to eat?”

Silence.

heads, their

aback that Cordelia would still speak to her, looked up.

didn’t know her story and was hence so bold, Merry managed a bitter

didn’t want to drag a good student

“Oh,” and left for the

she found Merry to leave

Cordelia sighed inwardly.