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.]

chat shook in their virtual boots, silently observing. Just

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

reading this message, the chat went silent. Everyone was holding his breath, not wanting to get caught in the crossfire of a battle between the big

it. After all, his young

a new message lit up the chat. But upon reading it, his eyebrows lifted ever so

her? Since when did he get to

to type a response when he suddenly

zemrence Puchaga

he hesitated another message

leam Would you be

me

stem face softened into a smile and long

that Condela receveda prate message from Mr A–Round with all the study

she saw it (Thank you Sir

sending her reply, she slung her backpack

message from Lamy popped up Miss Cordelia, Miss Julians insisted I take her home first. Hold

She had left early in the morning while Juliana was still asleep, taking the subway and bus

Juliana was a

was only five minutes. laner than usual and

but as she was about to hail one, a

seats,

pointed to the passenger seat. Lis, need a

sure looked dashing behind the

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

got Yates exclaimed, flooring the accelerator

Spent

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

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

his

pair of youngsters in

Everard’s eyes darkened

from school to home usually took Larry half

it in fifteen.

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