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.]

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

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

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

fine about it. After all,

waited about five minutes when a new message lit up the chat. But upon reading it, his eyebrows lifted ever so

when

to type a response when he suddenly

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hesitated another message

work to leam Would you be

me

stem face softened into a smile and long fingers tapped out a response (Day]

prate message from Mr A–Round with

saw it

she had returned to the classroom Aher sending her

insisted I take

frowned at the message. She had left early in the morning while Juliana was still asleep,

Juliana was a

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

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

seats,

pointed to the passenger seat.

dashing behind the wheel

hopped in, eager to get home and dive into the materials to solve the mistery nagging at

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

Spent

in time to see the passing

the rebellious spint of their age, the redhead boy wildly grinned as he drove, catching the eyes of gris like friend who was practically glowing with

his

of youngsters in the throes

Everard’s eyes darkened

school to home usually took Larry

did it in

the Delaney