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.]

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 you as her teacher if

his breath, not wanting to get caught in the crossfire of a battle between the big shots.

it. After all, his young friend was a bit

message lit up the chat. But upon reading it, his eyebrows lifted ever so slightly, and he let out a

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

type a response when he suddenly

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another message

work to leam Would you be my

me

His stem face softened into a smile and

Mr

saw

returned to the classroom Aher sending her

I

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

Juliana was a

dawdling for fifteen minutes. Cordelia was only five

wanting to wait for Larry Cordelia decided to take a taxi, but as she was about

seats,

seat. Lis,

looked dashing behind the

eager to get home and dive into the materials

the accelerator as they zipped away

Spent

the window just in time

wildly grinned as he drove, catching the eyes of

his

pair of youngsters

Everard’s eyes darkened

school to home usually took

it

the Delaney

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