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

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

not wanting to get caught

was surprisingly fine about it. After all, his young friend was a bit

the chat. But upon

to speak for her? Since when did he get

type a

zemrence Puchaga teacher–student

hesitated another message

asked hould that work to leam Would you be my teacher

me

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

receveda prate message from Mr A–Round with

as she saw it

sending her reply, she slung her backpack over

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

She had left early in the morning while Juliana was

Juliana was a

deliberately dawdling for fifteen minutes. Cordelia was only five minutes. laner than

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

seats,

seat. Lis, need a lift?”

dashing behind the

and dive

exclaimed, flooring the

Spent

window just in time to see the passing car and its

wildly grinned as he drove,

his

of youngsters in the throes of first love.

Everard’s eyes darkened

drive from school to home usually took Larry half an hour.

it in

Delaney Manor without slowing down.

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