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

may not have been accustomed to such high–end accommodations, but she felt perfectly at ease. As they approached the exclusive elevator that serviced the Presidential Suite, Yuna practically sprinted

in that moment, Cordelia’s slender and fair hand grasped Yuna’s arm. Yuna turned, only to hear Cordelia say slowly, “Your elevator is

Suite

but the apartments for Greenmeadow

stunned, disbelief etching her features.

staff member, saying, “Would you mind taking her to

Cordelia stepped into the elevator.

student body mainly came from modest

a separate building, far

room had been arranged by Latham, paid for by Greenmeadow International School’s funds. Yuna wouldn’t have had the chance to stay

back to her

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

staff member blocked her advance, “Please don’t disturb our esteemed guest. If you refuse to cooperate,

her. “So what if it’s the Presidential Suite! Who

she had extracted three thousand from her parents. Even if

Presidential Suite has several tiers. Ms. Delaney’s suite is the top–tier, costing $10,000 for one

Yuna was dumbfounded.

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

study. The lady’s personal

mildly impressed, but mostly indifferent. She headed straight for

to be delivered to your suite. Please feel

who didn’t want to waste time going out, was pleasantly surprised

returned to the suite, Cordelia picked up her phone, texting Little Fang,

his phone perched on the counter. It was a hot new release he’d managed to snag

Everard not messaging Cordelia, Calvert thought–maybe he could play with it for a bit. What harm could

stealthily for the phone, only for it to buzz

s touch.

the phone away before he could grasp

as his boss skimmed the message, his icy gaze then sliding