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.]

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

She dare not call you dear. Perhaps Lia could respectfully see you

wanting to get caught in the crossfire

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

upon reading it, his eyebrows lifted ever so

to speak for her? Since when

was about to type a

zemrence Puchaga teacher–student

he hesitated another

leam Would you be

me

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

message from Mr A–Round

as she saw it

returned to the classroom Aher sending her reply, she slung her backpack over

Lamy popped up Miss Cordelia, Miss Julians insisted I take her home first. Hold on for a bit drop

in the morning while Juliana was still asleep, taking the subway and bus to

Juliana was a

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

a taxi, but as she

seats,

seat.

looked dashing behind the wheel

in, eager to get home and dive into the materials to solve the

buckle up. Here we got Yates exclaimed, flooring the accelerator

Spent

glanced out the window just in time to

boy wildly grinned as he drove, catching the eyes of gris like friend who

his

a pair of youngsters in

Everard’s eyes darkened

school to home usually took

it in

sped to the Delaney Manor without slowing