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.]

silently observing. Just as they were fretting for Cordelia,

Lia could respectfully see you as her

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

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

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

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

to type a response when he suddenly paused.

zemrence Puchaga

hesitated another message appeared

that work to leam Would you be my

me

been building in Everard dissipated instantly whh that message His stem face softened into a smile and long fingers tapped out a response

receveda prate message from Mr A–Round with all the

it up as she saw it (Thank

to the classroom Aher sending her reply,

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

the morning while Juliana was still asleep, taking the subway and

Juliana was a

only five minutes. laner than usual and Juliane had already left.

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

seats,

seat. Lis, need a

looked dashing behind the wheel

home and dive into

flooring the accelerator as they

Spent

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

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

his

a pair of youngsters in the

Everard’s eyes darkened

to home usually took Larry

it in

Delaney Manor