Love or Die CEO’s Daily Dose of Swoon

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.”

then did Cordelia turn

ten minutes after her departure, Calvert sneaked back into the room

counter area.

the counter was empty.

blinked in confusion.

was the

voice came from behind. “Seems you’ve got too much free

in black, standing behind him. After saying that, he rolled up his shirt sleeves, revealing lean, muscular

Calvert was speechless.-

marathon of math problem–solving, Cordelia’s performance in the math competition had improved dramatically.

pleased with her homework, placing

breezing through a set of math

new message.

texted, [Lia, I’m in Greenmeadow]

at the message

here requires my attention, so ril visit for five days each month. You can come by the clinic

sending the address, Cordelia pondered before replying. [rm on my

[Sure, I’ll introduce you to

her flowing hair, Cordelia grabbed a small backpack and

Manor,

eyes to praise when Juliana stopped “Wonderfull Juliana, you

“What did the country bumpkin

was effusive, “Laurinda, you have great

I rushed back from abroad when I heard Stanton was in Greenmeadow. I’ve pulled so many strings to get you a chance. Amongst

kitchen doorway, a glint

a student of the world–renowned pianist Stanton!

been missing, she could have grown up with her, learning to paint and play piano. Maybe she could’ve

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

if only Lia could play the piano. Then I could take her to meet Stanton, too. It would be a blessing

into an awkward smile as she

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

word ‘pity‘ stung Lorna like a thorn.