Love or Die CEO’s Daily Dose of Swoon

Chapter 32

The room fell into a moment of silence before Yuna shattered the quiet atmosphere, her tone laced with utter disbelief. “What?”

The Presidential Suite? The stuff of fiction, something Yuna had only ever read about in novels, was Cordelia really going to stay there?

Yuna turned to look at her schoolmate. Cordelia stood serene and unassuming in her plain uniform, betraying no hint of wealth or privilege. Yet, her striking beauty and commanding presence suggested she was no ordinary teenager. Could this be what real affluence looked like?

Swallowing hard, Yuna quickly adjusted her earlier standoffish attitude, her smile now awkward and strained. “Oh, Cordelia, I totally got the wrong end of the stick earlier!”

She scampered over, her smile now all ingratiating charm. “Mr. Latham and Zack wanted us to stick together, you know? To keep you safe at night, in case you got scared or something. So, um, do you want me to come with?

The idea of crashing in the Presidential Suite with Cordelia had Yuna’s mind spinning with the social currency she’d gain at school! But would Cordelia agree…?

Just as she pondered this, Cordelia furrowed her brow in confusion.

She hadn’t requested an upgrade to the Presidential Suite. What was going on?

Her phone chimed.

Boss Wallace explained, “I got a sweet deal at the hotel you’re staying at and upgraded you to the Presidential Suite!

Cordelia was indifferent to where she stayed, but she wouldn’t turn down a more luxurious option, especially with a hefty amount in her bank account. She texted back, ‘How much? I’ll pay you back when I return.”

The reply came swiftly, ‘$8.8.

Was this some sort of group discount deal?

Pondering over this, she set her phone aside. At the sight of Yuna’s eagerness, Cordelia paused before. speaking, “Pack your stuff.”

Yuna was over the moon, hardly believing her luck. She hurriedly gathered her barely touched luggage, then stood expectantly before Cordelia, backpack in hand. “All set!”

Cordelia, dragging her suitcase with leisurely grace, was just about to exit when a hotel staff member took over, “Ms. Delaney, allow me to assist with your luggage.”

nodded in thanks

felt perfectly at ease. As they approached the exclusive elevator that serviced the Presidential Suite, Yuna practically sprinted inside.

and fair hand grasped Yuna’s arm. Yuna turned, only to hear Cordelia

the Presidential Suite is accessed through this

apartments for Greenmeadow High School. are serviced

was stunned, disbelief

mind taking her to Greenmeadow High School’s side? Please arrange another room for her.”

those words, Cordelia stepped into

prestigious institution, but its student body mainly came

were in a separate building, far

been arranged by Latham, paid for by Greenmeadow International School’s funds. Yuna wouldn’t have had

back to her

were closing that she sprang to action, shouting, “Cordelia, are you playing

If you refuse

the Presidential Suite! Who do you think

thousand from her parents. Even if it was just to save face, she’d splurge on one

chuckle, “The Presidential Suite has several tiers. Ms. Delaney’s suite is

Yuna was dumbfounded.

the hotel, boasting breathtaking views and an expansive layout of over three

lady’s personal care items were all from high–end brands

around, mildly impressed, but mostly indifferent. She headed straight for the study, resumed reviewing

to be delivered to your suite. Please feel free to enjoy the minibar.

going out, was pleasantly surprised by

staff member left and serenity returned to the suite, Cordelia picked up her phone, texting Little Fang, ‘The room

his phone perched on the counter. It was a hot new

Cordelia, Calvert thought–maybe he could play with it for a bit.

the phone, only for it

s touch.

away before he could grasp it.

boss skimmed the message, his icy gaze then sliding over to