Chapter 40

Calvert was about to spill the beans when a low cough echoed through the room, sending a shiver down his spine. He turned to find Everard, who seemed to dwell in the shadows forever.

The courage Calvert had mustered deflated like a pin–pricked balloon.

Yet Cordelia locked her gaze on him, commanding. “Speak.”

The strength of her presence made Calvert swallow hard,

Suddenly, he felt that opening his mouth might be worse than staying silent, trembling between two formidable forces. After a prolonged silence, he picked the safest thing to say, “Boss has no ill intentions toward you.”

After speaking, Calvert ducked his head, fearing Everard’s reprimand, and trotted toward the back of the Midnight Scent. “I’ll go, uh, boil some water for coffee!”

Cordelia stood motionless, her expression unreadable.

Calvert’s words had plunged her into a sea of confusion.

What she had first called a “curse” had nothing to do with Everard. But how did he know that date was necessary if it didn’t?

Yet she quickly remembered that Everard had never forced her. The hand–holding had been with her consent.

He made his request for that kiss when she was about to be late for school and tried to leave, ignoring the pain in her chest. And that kiss, as she thought about it, was restrained, within the bounds of what she could.

accept.

Cordelia glanced deeply at Everard, who sat behind the counter, his sharp features half–hidden in the dim light, his eyes unfathomable, his whole being exuding an aura of mystery.

This man must have secrets

After a moment of silence, Cordelia finally spoke. “I’m off to school.”

It was a truce to their recent cold war.

Everard seemed surprised she spoke first. His eyes lifted slightly, and he smiled. “Okay.”

turn and leave the

after her departure, Calvert sneaked back into the room from the

counter area.

space behind the

blinked in

was the

chilling voice came from behind. “Seems you’ve got

After saying that, he rolled up his shirt sleeves, revealing lean,

Calvert was speechless.-

in the math competition had improved dramatically. She was no longer using advanced knowledge

homework, placing

the weekend, after breezing through a set of math problems, she stretched and picked up

new

I’m in

lit up at the message Where

A patient here requires my attention, so ril visit for

Cordelia pondered before

texted back. [Sure, I’ll introduce you to a

and a baseball cap over her flowing hair, Cordelia grabbed a small backpack and informed Lorna she was heading out.

the Delaney Manor, Juliana was

on the sofa, feigning sleep but opening her eyes to praise when

act, Rachel rolled her eyes inwardly “What did the country

outwardly, she was effusive, “Laurinda, you

abroad when I heard Stanton was in Greenmeadow. I’ve pulled so many strings to get you a chance. Amongst your peers here, no one can match your piano skills. You’ve got to make the most of this opportunity and impress him

the kitchen doorway, a glint of

student of the world–renowned pianist

been missing, she could have grown up with her, learning to paint and play piano. Maybe she could’ve been Stanton’s pupil, too. But there

banished the thought. It was just a fleeting wish. At this

look and straightened up in pride. “Lorna, if only Lia could play the piano. Then I could take her to meet

into an awkward smile as she

The orphanage environment isn’t great. Lia probably hasn’t even

word ‘pity‘ stung Lorna like a

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