Love or Die CEO’s Daily Dose of Swoon

Chapter 31

It was the eve of the Galaxy Math Whiz Competition, an unofficial contest held in the neighboring town. The students from Greenmeadow International School who attended the competition were set to gather at the school on Friday afternoon for the weekend event, with the test on Saturday and their return scheduled for Sunday.

As Loma set cut from home early Friday morning, she was a bundle of nerves and must have checked Cordelia’s luggage a dozen times before she was satisfied nothing was left behind She turned to Cordelia with a worried frown. “Lia, are you sure you can handle this? Maybe i should come with you”

Cordelia shook her head with slow resolve. “Ill be fine, Mom.”

But Lorna’s maternal instincts wouldn’t settle. “Well, at least let me call Hanley to ask him to keep an extra eye

on you.”

Before Cordelia could protest, Laurinda chimed in with a scoff. “It’s just a silly little test. Juliana has been acing exams since she was in diapers and never had any incidents. Some people just love to make a scene.”

Ignoring her snide remark as if it were a fly buzzing by. Cordelia stepped out the door. Her phone buzzed with a notification as she climbed into the car. It was a daily query from her Little Fang.

Boss Wallace asked, ‘What’s on the menu today?”

At Midnight Scent, Cordelia routinely grabbed Everard’s hand with a poker face after breakfast. It was a grab, void of any shyness or the romantic tenderness expected in such moments.

Everard leaned back, his sharp features softening in the light. As Cordelia was about to let go, he caught her hand and chuckled, “Girl, hold on a little longer.”

“Why?” she asked, puzzled.

“Because you won’t be able to meet me tomorrow. You need to take your share for today and tomorrow all at once,” he replied nonchalantly.

Cordelia pulled her hand back with force, about to walk away when she heard Everard’s deep voice, ‘Girl.”

She looked up slowly to meet his warm eyes. He was still smiling. “Remember to miss me.”

She nodded obediently. “I will.”

missing him would make

and remembered his daily chatting and the

Calvert was confused.

He nervously blurted out, “Boss, hear me out… Wait, what did leven do?

school charter bus for the over–five–hour journey to the official competition site, where

three girls. With

least of her worries, especially since before leaving, Sanderson had wired her an allowance that more than covered a single

alone, so I’ve arranged for you to room with a girl from Greenmeadow High School who’s also solo. It’s good to have someone

Cordelia simply nodded.

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known nationwide for its high college entrance rate. They had brought a whopping thirty–plus students!

approached the group’s leader and greeted,

once–over with a condescending air. “Latham, aside from Hanley, none of your kids have ever won anything. This competition route isn’t for them. You’re just wasting time

scolded Zack

hadn’t been concerned about Cordelia, a delicate girl on her

short–haired girl following Zack. “Yuna, I’d appreciate

Cordelia for us.”

Cordelia and grunted her assent.

room 508. As she was about to enter, she was nudged aside by Yuna, who barged in with her suitcase and

set of exercises and headed

in the chair, phone in hand, Yuna said casually, “Sorry, I need this.”

a word, Cordelia returned to her bed, placed a book on her lap, and resumed

messages blaring through the room without a hint of

up her math workbook. Just then, Cordelia’s phone

ve you arrived?‘

Fang, ‘Have you arrived?”