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.]

silently observing. Just

could respectfully

the chat went silent. Everyone was holding his breath, not wanting to get caught

Everard was surprisingly fine about it. After all, his young

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

speak for her? Since when did

a response when he suddenly

Puchaga

he hesitated another

to leam Would you be my

me

that message His stem face softened into a smile and

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

saw it

sending her reply, she slung her backpack

Lamy popped up Miss Cordelia, Miss Julians insisted I take her home first. Hold on for a bit drop her off and then come for you]

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

Juliana was a

minutes. Cordelia was only five minutes. laner than usual and Juliane had already

not wanting to wait for Larry Cordelia decided to take a taxi, but as she was about to hail

seats,

pointed to the passenger seat. Lis, need

looked dashing behind

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

up. Here we got Yates exclaimed, flooring the

Spent

counter. Everard glanced out the window just in time to

the redhead boy wildly grinned as he drove, catching the eyes of gris like friend who was practically glowing with excitement beside him.

his

pair of youngsters in the throes of first love.

Everard’s eyes darkened

to home usually took Larry half

it

sped to the Delaney Manor without

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