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.]

the group chat shook in their virtual boots, silently observing.

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

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

waiting for Cordelia’s reply. Everard was surprisingly fine about it. After all, his young

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

for her? Since when did he get to make

to type a response when

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hesitated another message

leam

me

Everard dissipated instantly whh that message His stem

receveda prate message from Mr A–Round

saw it (Thank you Sir

returned to the classroom Aher sending

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

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

Juliana was a

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

to take a taxi, but as she was about to hail one, a topless blue

seats,

to the passenger seat. Lis, need a lift?”

dashing behind the wheel

and

Here we got Yates exclaimed, flooring the accelerator as

Spent

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

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

his

a pair of youngsters in the throes of first love.

Everard’s eyes darkened

home usually took Larry half an hour.

it

Delaney Manor without slowing down.

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