Chapter 46

Cordelia froze, her eyes locked on the text message that had just lit up her phone screen.

Had she read that right?

While she lost herself in the bewilderment, a voice snapped her out. “Cordelia, you leaving? They’re about to lock up the auditorium.”

She stood up, looking a bit confused. “Yeah, I’m leaving.”

Clutching her textbooks, she slipped her phone into her pocket and exited the classroom.

Inside the Midnight Scent, Everard fixed his eyes on his phone, fixated on the last message he’d sent. [Call me dear, and it’s yours to borrow.]

He still remembered the introduction when Cordelia joined the group chat. Stanton had called her Louie’s dear good friend.

There he was, lowering his guard, sweet–talking and cooing, and he hadn’t even managed to get her to add him on social media, and Louie just swooped in as ‘dear friend“?

How could a girl so casually call someone ‘dear“?

His finger tapped lightly on the table as he imagined her calling him dear in that soft, sweet voice. But why hadn’t she replied to his message yet?

Meanwhile, the group chat “Who exactly is this girl?” was blowing up.

Bland started. [Damn! What’s going on in here? Is Mr. Watkins flirting?]

Stanton typed. [Lia’s got guts, still no reply. Is she rejecting him? We’re witnessing a flirtation fail and might be doomed!]

The rest of the chat expressed their nervousness with shivering emojis.

Frankie added, [He’s been talking a lot lately, which is abnormal. Should someone warn the girl not to tick him off? I’m worried she might vanish from the chat by tomorrow!]

Stanton replied, I don’t dare.]

Bland echoed [Same here]

The rest texted. (Even less.]

shots in the group chat shook in their virtual boots, silently observing. Just as they were fretting

broke the silence. She dare not call you dear. Perhaps Lia could

his breath, not wanting to get caught in the crossfire of a

it. After all, his young friend was a bit

a new message lit up the chat. But upon reading it, his eyebrows lifted

to speak for her? Since when did

was about to type a response when

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he hesitated another message

leam Would you be my teacher

me

instantly whh that message His stem face softened into a smile and long

message from Mr A–Round with all the study materials

it up as she saw it (Thank you

classroom Aher sending

Lamy popped up Miss Cordelia, Miss Julians insisted I take her home first. Hold on for a bit

the morning while Juliana was still asleep, taking the

Juliana was a

only five minutes. laner than usual

not wanting to wait for Larry Cordelia decided to take a taxi, but as she

seats,

pointed to the passenger seat. Lis, need a lift?”

sure looked dashing behind

Cordelia hopped in, eager to get home and dive into the materials to solve the mistery

Yates exclaimed, flooring the accelerator as they zipped

Spent

the counter. Everard glanced out the window just in time to see the passing car and

the rebellious spint of their age, the redhead boy wildly grinned as he drove,

his

a pair of youngsters in

Everard’s eyes darkened

home usually

did it

sped to the Delaney

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