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.]

shook in their virtual boots, silently observing. Just

dare not call you dear. Perhaps Lia could respectfully see

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

Everard was surprisingly fine about it. After all, his young friend was a bit slow

upon reading it, his eyebrows lifted

when did he get to

type a response when he

Puchaga

hesitated another

leam Would

me

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

prate message from Mr A–Round with all the

saw it (Thank

Aher sending her reply, she slung her backpack over her shoulder,

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

frowned at the message. She had left early in the morning while Juliana

Juliana was a

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

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

seats,

seat. Lis, need a lift?”

sure looked dashing behind the wheel

get home and dive into the materials to solve the mistery nagging

flooring the accelerator as they zipped

Spent

the counter. Everard glanced out the window just in time to see the passing car

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

his

of youngsters in the throes

Everard’s eyes darkened

from school to home usually took Larry half

it in

Delaney Manor without