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 for Cordelia, a new message

dare not call you dear. Perhaps Lia could respectfully see you as her teacher if you want

reading this message, the chat went silent. Everyone was holding his breath, not wanting to get caught in the crossfire of a battle between the big shots.

Cordelia’s reply. Everard was surprisingly fine about it. After all, his young friend was a bit slow to warm

lit up the chat. But upon reading it, his eyebrows lifted ever so slightly,

Louie trying to speak for her? Since when did he get to make decisions for Cordelia?

a response when he suddenly paused.

zemrence Puchaga teacher–student romano

another message

leam Would you be

me

stem face softened into a smile

Condela receveda prate message from Mr A–Round

she saw it (Thank you

classroom Aher sending her reply, she slung her

she reached the door a message from Lamy popped up Miss Cordelia, Miss Julians insisted I take her home first.

had left early in the morning while Juliana was still asleep, taking the subway and

Juliana was a

for fifteen minutes. Cordelia was only five minutes. laner

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,

dashing behind the

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

got Yates exclaimed, flooring the accelerator

Spent

just in time to see the passing car

he drove, catching the eyes

his

looked like a pair of youngsters in the throes of first love.

Everard’s eyes darkened

usually took Larry half

it

Delaney Manor without slowing

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