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.]

shook in their virtual boots, silently observing. Just as they

call you dear. Perhaps Lia could respectfully see you as her teacher if you want

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

reply. Everard was surprisingly fine about it. After

message lit up the chat. But upon reading it, his eyebrows lifted ever so slightly, and he let out a sarcastic snort.

Louie trying to speak for her? Since when did he get to make decisions

to type a response when

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another message

hould that work to leam Would you be

me

message His stem face softened into a smile and

from Mr A–Round with all the study

as she saw

Aher sending her reply, she slung her backpack over

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

had left early in the morning while Juliana was still asleep,

Juliana was a

was only five

decided to take a taxi, but as she was about to hail one, a topless blue sports car skidded to a stop before

seats,

the passenger seat. Lis,

dashing behind

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

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

Spent

time to see the passing car and

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

his

a pair of youngsters in the throes of

Everard’s eyes darkened

from school to home usually took Larry half

it

the Delaney Manor without slowing down.

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