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.]

virtual boots, silently observing. Just as they were fretting

Perhaps Lia could respectfully see you as her

this message, the chat went silent. Everyone was holding his breath, not wanting to

After all, his young friend was a bit

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

Since when did he get to make decisions for Cordelia?

a

Puchaga teacher–student

he hesitated another

to leam

me

whh that message His stem face softened into a smile and long fingers tapped out a response

from Mr A–Round with all the study

she saw it (Thank you Sir

to the classroom Aher sending her reply, she slung her backpack over

insisted I take her home first. Hold on for a bit drop

message. She had left early in the morning while Juliana was still asleep, taking the subway

Juliana was a

dawdling for fifteen minutes. Cordelia was only five

for Larry Cordelia decided to take a taxi, but as she was about to hail one, a topless blue sports car skidded to

seats,

the passenger seat. Lis, need a

dashing behind the wheel

and dive into the materials to solve the mistery nagging at her.

Here we got Yates exclaimed, flooring the accelerator as

Spent

glanced out the window just in time to see

as he drove, catching the eyes of gris like friend who

his

youngsters in the throes

Everard’s eyes darkened

school to home usually took Larry

did it in

Delaney