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,

up some coffee beans yesterday. He subtly asked about your whereabouts, and

moment of silence, Everard

Calvert was bewildered but

twenty–five years, now had

had left on the table, intending

on him. He subconsciously handed over the bill. Everard opened his

Calvert was speechless.

exercises, rushed to tackle the Olympiad problems Latham had set

intakes of breath, followed by a hushed

mind until someone pulled the chair in front

glanced up lazily.

caught her eye

feeling an inexplicable joy bubbling inside

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

lit up at the sight of Merry, wrinkles forming

you’re doing

retort and kept her head down, seemingly

hie smile.

the class ever since Merry’s arrival. Whispers circulated, with pointed stares directed at Merry, yet

as everyone headed to the cafeteria, Cordelia finished her last problem and stood up. “You coming

to eat?”

Silence.

few remaining students turned their heads, their eyes wide with horror.

Cordelia would still speak to her, looked up. “You…”

and was hence so bold, Merry managed a bitter

drag a

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

lunch, she found Merry to leave the room.

Cordelia sighed inwardly.