Love or Die CEO’s Daily Dose of Swoon

Chapter 55

Frankie didn’t hold this little girl in contempt.

After all, she was just a high school student. It would be normal for her to struggle with the problem. But deep down, he harbored a glimmer of hope

He was getting on in years, and his progress in the realm of mathematics had plateaued. He was eager to nurture more new talents

As the leading math wizard in this country, Frankie had once encountered a prodigy in the field, someone he thought could shine in the world of mathematics, Unfortunately that individual shrouded in mystery and burdened with heavy responsibilities couldn’t drop everything to pursue math

Frankie had reluctantly let go, or rather, he didn’t dare disturb him. He had thought that after so many years, he might have found another

After all, anyone who made it into that group chat was extraordinary.

He chuckled at himself, thinking perhaps he was the one who was delusional

That little girl hadn’t claimed to be good at math. It was Frankie’s desire to take on a student that had led him to test her with a mathematical problem. If her piano skills were as impressive as they said, how could she also be a math whiz?

As the academic conference drew to a close, Frankie was about to leave when a professor from the math department at Top Crest Academy approached him. “Did you hear about the winner of this year’s Galaxy Math Whiz Competition?” the professor asked.

Superiority College and Top Crest Academy were the two top institutions in the country, both located in Ontoky City. They were both competitors and collaborators.

place?”

Frankie shook his head, replying. “Isn’t there always a first pl

The man couldn’t wait to share the news. “She scored a perfect score at the Galaxy Math Whiz Competition!”

To Frankie, competitions like the Galaxy Math Whiz were trivial, and he never took them seriously. That doesn’t prove anything. The real test is the National League.”

At Greenmeadow.

By mid–September, the air had turned brisk. One could feel the chill in the morning and evening, prompting Cordelia to don her school jacket over her uniform.

With her white cap perched atop her head and a hefty backpack slung over her shoulders, she stepped off the bus in front of Midnight Scent.

Autumnn was approaching, and the leaves along the roadside were beginning to turn yellow. At this hour, vendors were hawking breakfast on either side of the street.

head–turner. Wherever she went, she drew attention. She tugged at her cap,

upon entering, she felt something was

usually empty shop was now occupied by a motley crew of seven or eight men with buzz cuts and an

a man with a scar slashing across his face, fierce and foreboding, paused when he saw Cordelia

was momentarily confused.

the local toughs who demanded protection money. Was the leader’s grimace a warning for her to stay out of

drifted to the counter

Bock

being the proprietor

nunchione

chiseled face was set in a frown, his jaw clenched, his deep eyes clouded with

would be happy about

watchful eyes of the men, Cordelia sidled over to a shelf as if to browse,

in customer

the shelves and her attention

that moment, a thought sprang

Everard was to be killed by these thugs, would the curse

thought flickered through her mind, a sharp pain seized her chest, more intense than any she’d felt

course, it wouldn’t work.

her usual indifference, she couldn’t help but curse inwardly.

she stand by and watch the person she loved be harmed? The mere thought caused

pain

Cordelia stepped towards Everard and positioned herself in

penniless as a member of the Watkins family. So hearing her question, Everard was

explain, snapped his mouth shut at

the thugs, her voice cool and deliberate, “My boyfriend is a bit timid, so if you

ready in a boxing stance.

Everard’s angle, he could see her perfect profile beneath the cap, the delicate nose, the slightly

felt his anger melt away at the sight, his stern facade relaxing into a

baffled. They glanced between Everard and the girl, completely flabbergasted. What had they just witnessed? Did the girl just call their boss her… boyfriend? And did

everyone, lazily lean his arm on the table, his face resting on his hand. At that moment, his eyes

people present were

protect me,