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

Lia could respectfully see you as her teacher if you want

wanting to get caught in the

surprisingly fine about it. After all, his young

five minutes when a new message lit up the chat. But upon reading it,

to speak for her? Since when did he get

type a response when he suddenly paused.

Puchaga

hesitated another

asked hould that work to leam

me

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

Mr A–Round with all the study materials requested

as she saw it (Thank you Sir

then, she had returned to the classroom Aher sending her reply, she slung her

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

frowned at the message. She had left early in the morning while

Juliana was a

only five minutes. laner than usual and Juliane had already

taxi, but as she

seats,

the passenger seat. Lis,

looked dashing behind

in, eager to get home and dive into the

exclaimed, flooring the accelerator as they zipped away

Spent

time to see the passing

age, the redhead boy wildly grinned as he drove, catching the eyes of gris

his

of youngsters in the throes

Everard’s eyes darkened

drive from school to home usually took

it

the Delaney Manor without slowing down.

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