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 big shots in the group chat shook in their virtual boots, silently observing. Just as they were fretting for Cordelia, a new message popped

She dare not call you dear. Perhaps Lia could respectfully see

wanting to get caught in the crossfire of a battle between

it. After all, his

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

Since when did he get to make decisions for Cordelia?

type a response

Puchaga

he hesitated another message

leam Would you be my

me

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

that Condela receveda prate message from Mr A–Round with

saw

sending her reply, she slung her backpack over

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

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

Juliana was a

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

not wanting to wait for Larry Cordelia decided to take a taxi, but as she was about to hail one, a topless blue sports car skidded to a stop

seats,

passenger seat.

dashing

and dive into the materials to solve the

flooring the accelerator as they

Spent

Everard glanced out the window just in time to see the passing

grinned as he drove, catching the eyes of gris

his

like a pair of youngsters

Everard’s eyes darkened

school to home usually took Larry half

it in fifteen.

to the Delaney Manor without slowing down.

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