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.]

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

you dear. Perhaps Lia could

went silent. Everyone was holding his breath, not wanting to

it. After all, his young friend was a bit slow to warm

up the chat. But upon reading it, his eyebrows lifted ever so slightly, and

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

about to type a

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hesitated another message appeared

to leam Would you

me

His stem face

message from Mr A–Round with all the

saw it (Thank you Sir

Aher sending her reply, she slung her

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

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

Juliana was a

sometimes deliberately dawdling for fifteen minutes. Cordelia was only five minutes. laner than

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

seats,

passenger seat. Lis, need a

looked dashing behind

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

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

Spent

time to see the passing car and

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

his

youngsters in

Everard’s eyes darkened

usually took Larry half an

did it

sped to the Delaney Manor without slowing