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.]

in their virtual boots, silently observing. Just as they were fretting for Cordelia,

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

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

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

a new message lit up the chat. But upon reading it, his eyebrows lifted ever so slightly,

her? Since when did he get to

about to type a response when he

Puchaga teacher–student

hesitated another message appeared

asked hould that work to leam Would you be

me

stem face softened into a smile and long fingers tapped out a response

from Mr A–Round with all the

up as she saw it (Thank you Sir

to the classroom Aher sending her reply, she slung her backpack

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

morning while Juliana was still asleep, taking the

Juliana was a

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

take a taxi, but as she was

seats,

pointed to the passenger seat. Lis,

dashing behind the wheel

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

buckle up. Here we got Yates exclaimed, flooring the accelerator as they zipped away from

Spent

the window just in time to see the passing car

grinned as he drove, catching the eyes of gris like friend who was practically glowing with

his

a pair of youngsters in

Everard’s eyes darkened

home usually

did it

the Delaney