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.]

boots, silently

broke the silence. She dare not call you dear. Perhaps Lia could respectfully see you as her teacher if you want to

wanting to get caught in the crossfire of

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

message lit up the chat. But upon reading it,

when did he get

type a response when

Puchaga teacher–student

hesitated another message appeared

to leam Would you be my teacher

me

stem face

Condela receveda prate message from Mr A–Round with all the study materials

it up as she saw

sending

Miss Cordelia, Miss Julians insisted I take her home first. Hold on for a bit drop her off and then come for you]

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

Juliana was a

minutes. Cordelia was only five minutes. laner than usual and

Larry Cordelia decided to take a taxi, but as she was

seats,

seat. Lis, need a lift?”

dashing

second thought. Cordelia hopped in, eager to get home and dive into the materials to solve the mistery nagging at her.

we got Yates exclaimed, flooring the accelerator as they zipped away from

Spent

out the window just in time

grinned as he drove, catching

his

like a pair of youngsters in the throes

Everard’s eyes darkened

home usually

it

to the Delaney Manor

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