Love or Die CEO’s Daily Dose of Swoon

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.]

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

She dare not call you dear. Perhaps Lia could

silent. Everyone was holding his breath, not wanting to get caught in the crossfire of a battle between

fine about it. After all, his young friend was

upon reading it, his eyebrows lifted ever so slightly, and he let out a

for her? Since when did

was about to type a

zemrence Puchaga teacher–student

he hesitated another message

leam Would you

me

that had been building in Everard dissipated instantly whh that message His stem face softened into a smile and long fingers

Mr A–Round with all the

it up as she saw it (Thank you Sir

classroom Aher sending her

door a message from Lamy popped up Miss Cordelia, Miss Julians insisted I take her home first. Hold on

message. She had left early in the morning while

Juliana was a

minutes. Cordelia was only

taxi, but as she was about to hail one, a topless blue sports car skidded to a stop

seats,

the passenger seat. Lis,

dashing behind the

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

Yates exclaimed, flooring the accelerator as

Spent

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

drove, catching the eyes of gris like friend who was

his

youngsters in the throes of

Everard’s eyes darkened

usually took Larry

did it in

the Delaney Manor without slowing