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.]

group chat shook in their virtual boots, silently observing. Just as

dare not call you dear. Perhaps Lia could respectfully

silent. Everyone was holding his breath, not wanting to get caught in

for Cordelia’s reply. Everard was surprisingly fine about it. After all, his young friend was

a new message lit up the chat. But upon reading it, his

Since when did he get to make decisions

was about to type a

Puchaga teacher–student

hesitated another message

to leam

me

that had been building in Everard dissipated instantly whh that message His stem face softened into a

Condela receveda prate message from Mr

saw it (Thank you Sir

classroom Aher sending her

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

morning while Juliana was still asleep,

Juliana was a

was only five minutes.

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 before

seats,

to the passenger seat. Lis,

looked dashing behind

home and dive into the

the accelerator as they

Spent

glanced out the window just in time to see the passing car and its

with the rebellious spint of their age, the redhead boy wildly grinned as he drove, catching the

his

pair of youngsters in the throes of first love.

Everard’s eyes darkened

home usually

it in fifteen.

the Delaney Manor without slowing