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.]

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

call you dear. Perhaps Lia could respectfully see you as her

not wanting to get

was surprisingly fine about it. After all,

about five minutes when a new message lit up the chat. But upon reading it, his eyebrows lifted ever so slightly, and he

when did he get to make decisions for Cordelia?

was about to type a response

Puchaga teacher–student romano

another

leam Would you be my teacher

me

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

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

saw it (Thank you

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

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

the message. She had left early in the morning while

Juliana was a

dawdling for fifteen minutes. Cordelia was only

but as she was about to hail one, a topless blue

seats,

passenger seat. Lis, need

dashing behind

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

the accelerator as they zipped away from the Midnight

Spent

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

spint of their age, the redhead boy wildly grinned as he drove, catching the eyes of gris like friend who was practically glowing with excitement

his

pair of youngsters in

Everard’s eyes darkened

school to home usually took Larry half an hour.

did it in fifteen.

to the Delaney Manor without