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.]

in their virtual boots, silently observing. Just as they were fretting for Cordelia, a new message popped up.

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

his breath, not wanting to get caught in the crossfire of a battle between the big shots.

reply. Everard was surprisingly fine about it. After all, his young friend

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

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

about to type a

Puchaga

another message appeared

asked hould that work to leam Would you be

me

dissipated instantly whh that message His stem face softened into a smile and long fingers

prate message from Mr

saw

sending her reply,

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

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

Juliana was a

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

she was about to hail one, a topless blue sports car skidded to a

seats,

seat.

dashing

thought. Cordelia hopped in, eager to get home and dive into the

buckle up. Here we got Yates exclaimed, flooring the

Spent

window just in time to see the passing car and its two occupants.

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

his

of youngsters in the throes of first

Everard’s eyes darkened

from school to home usually took

it in fifteen.

Delaney