Love or Die CEO’s Daily Dose of Swoon

Chapter 21

Sanderson’s gift was swiftly assessed by the secretary without even peering inside. He knew it was pricey. This won’t do he said

Hackett had given explicit directives that no gifts were allowed!

Seeing his offering rebuffed Sanderson darkened his face further. Could it be because Lia had offended Griffin tamiy

As he pondered his next move a flashy–convertible roared up the drive, the wrought–iron gates swinging open. The secretary stepped aside, calling out respectfully. “Mr. Griffin”

Yates waved casually in acknowledgment and cruised through the entrance.

Sanderson deepened his frown

Yates appeared unperturbed, a clear sign that Hackett’s illness was just an excuse.

Sanderson couldn’t just loiter here, which would only serve to annoy them further As he was about to turn and leave to devise another plan, the car reversed back towards him, and Yates called out uncertainly. “Cordelia’s father?

He had seen Sanderson on various other occasions.

Sanderson nodded with composure. “That’s right.”

At that, Yates hurried out of his car, his manner suddenly transformed to one of courteous urgency. “Mr. Delaney, are you here for a visit? Please, come inside!”

Sanderson was momentarily dumbfounded. What was happening?

The secretary was equally bewildered. “Mr. Griffin, Hackett said…”

Yates cut him off with impatience, “Whatever it is, we’ll discuss it inside. Keeping guests waiting at the door isn’t the way of the Griffin family, is it?”

The secretary was left to wonder. Since when did Yates care about hospitality? But the secretary dared not voice his thoughts.

Inside the living room, Yates spoke, “Mr. Delaney, please take a seat. I’ll go call my grandpa.”

Glancing at the gift in Sanderson’s hand, he added, “Is this for us? Let me take it inside for you.”

Sanderson nodded, feeling awkward, and settled onto a nearby couch.

gift, found Hackett on the balcony soaking up the sun. “Playing truant again?”

a visitor, Yates replied.

seeing anyone

down, tugging at his grandfather’s beard, “Gramps, this is a

Yates” hand away,

guest that’s got you so worked up? Fine, I’ll meet them, but

the gift into his hands, “This

sighed, “You don’t understand. There’s a big shot in town. If I accept gifts now, I’m asking

not want to embarrass his grandfather. But if they refused the gift,

at the gift box in his hand and simply opened the bag. “Ill see if the gift is

a familiar tea

examined the box of St. Helena Coffee “Gramps, why does this gift look so familiar?”

was raced with realization:

familiar. It was his

precious ounces of St. Helena Coffee, too treasured to drink, then requisitioned by Mr. Watkins with a single request, and now returned?

Wait…

it was

to wed! No, his thoughts were astray. Perhaps Mr. Watkins‘ fiancée was from the

Delaney family have a young and

name. The other… well, her name’s Cordelia Delaney, the long–lost daughter of the Delaney family,

ago…And Mr. Watkins had only just arrived in

zeroed in on

“The guy from the Delaney

father!” Yates confirmed.

the room spin. That was Mr. Watkins‘ future father–in–law!

more pretenses, he clutched the coffee

fraught with anxiety.

was nowhere to be seen. Just then, he heard footsteps and Hackett’s voice calling.

approached with an almost ingratiating air, ‘Mr. Sanderson, my apologies for the oversight!”

“I’m

preventing him from bowing further, and guided him back to the couch, “Not at all, your visit is an

was at a loss for words, “Mr. Hackett, I hardly