Chapter 38

Cordelia’s face was taut with tension, a flurry of thoughts crossing her mind.

She stared at Everard, whose face was inches from hers, trying to decipher his intentions. What was he planning?

If she couldn’t refuse Everard’s demand, he could’ve easily made his move right after casting that bizarre “love or die” speli on her. He could be after her money or trying to seduce her,

Yet, he hadn’t asked for anything significant in the past month. The most he’d done was to forcefully sell Cordelia some overpriced coffee beans and fleece her out of three hundred bucks.

But was he genuinely interested in a romantic relationship with her if he had no ulterior motive?

As Cordelia was deep in thought, Everard leaned closer, his deep voice tempting her. “Girl, close your eyes.”

“No way!” No sooner had the thought crossed her mind than a sharp pain flared in her chest.

She took a deep breath, fury tinting her usually calm eyes, but ultimately, she closed them.

With her sight gone, her other senses seemed to heighten. She could feel Everard’s breath drawing closer until it hovered before her face.

Her body tensed, detecting a kiss that landed on her eyelids. His lips felt soft and cold.

Cordelia clenched her fists.

As she felt she couldn’t take it anymore, the kiss broke, and he stepped back with a low chuckle. There, done.”

Bastard!

When Cordelia’s eyes snapped open, she stepped back and clenched her fists, readying the boxing stance Little Fang had taught her. She was about to kick when Everard stood unflinching, not even blinking.

But Cordelia’s kick halted just two inches from him.

Chest pain flared again! Son of a gun!

punch, fast and fierce. Just as her

squarely in the palm of his hand.

strength into it, half–expecting to send this man flying. Yet he remained unmoved, catching her fist and gently pulling

hand rested on the back of her head, patting it as if to soothe her, and he said with exasperation, “You’ll feel

totally speechless.

started to struggle, she gradually calmed down. She wanted to say something, but Everard reminded

Cordelia glanced at the clock. She

and sprinted

at the classroom door

rang.

enter when the teacher spoke, “Cordelia, you’re excelling in all subjects except Literature, getting a B. It’s

looked puzzled, her large eyes fitted with confusion she thought he had

expression the teacher gave

one picture showing a farmer a bountiful harvest and other degerings emphasizing that effort doesnt always lead to success You described the

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a seat wh

is good but devoid of emotion Can you imagine the joy of the term

Cordelia shook her head.

the teacher continued, “What about the joy you felt when you

so sy het normal for me to take

at a

bright and pretty student, prompted again, Have you wewe tale

Cordelia said nothing.

“Or deeply sad?”

Cordelia remained silent.

times

still hadn’t said

give you a list of books to read. They might help you with preap

the emotions the teacher had mentioned. Suddenly the realized she had felt anger during

class time to prepare for the upcoming National Math League and Physics Competitions. These events could secure

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