Love or Die CEO’s Daily Dose of Swoon

Chapter 62

After Yates finished his piece, Everard behind the counter slowly raised his head.

Everard had a sharp and chiseled look, with a cold and hard set to his features and thin lips that revealed a hint of frost. His piercing gaze swept over Yates, sending an invisible shiver down his spine, straightening him up with an involuntary chill

Raised in the lap of luxury by the indulgent love from Hackett, Yates had grown up with a defiant streak, accustomed to getting away with just about anything.

He’d faced down hardened criminals without flinching, but for some reason, Everard instilled a deep and visceral fear in him

This guy was no pretty boy.

Just as Yates thought this, he noticed Everard’s gaze fleetingly pass over his fiery red hair. The chill in the air seemed to subside a bit, easing the pressure around them. It was only then that Yates felt he could breathe a little easier.

Then, Everard’s voice cut through the silence, icy as ever. “Did she send you?”

Yates hesitated, his usual recklessness faltering as if he were facing a superior, unable to evade the question. “She doesn’t know.”

Everard tapped his credit card on the counter with his pale fingers. “Maybe you should’ve asked her first.”

Yates tensed up. Only now did he realize he’d acted rashly. Who Cordelia dated or not was her business…

But Yates wasn’t about to show weakness or embarrass Cordelia. He straightened up defiantly and declared, “Whatever happens, if you dare hurt Cordelia, I…”

He paused, then reconsidered, “Our Flame Union won’t let you off the hook!”

Everard tightened his expression and studied Yates for a long moment before finally looking away. “You can go

now.”

hit him that he wondered why

rushing back in now wouldn’t be right either… Next time, he’d handle it

the Midnight

watched Yates‘ retreating figure, his

thought.

too scared to even breathe.

the boss gone

registered before Everard spoke lightly, “Cordelia

He wished he could vanish into thin air.

gaze fell on the credit card in Everard’s hand, grasping at the chance to offer, “Boss, shall I take the card to Mr. Griffin

at the card,

internally mourned for Yates

time spent with the police. The first period was Latham’s class. Knowing her dedication, Latham waved her

class, Latham, not in a hurry to leave, turned to Cordelia with a jovial chuckle,

1/2

this time, Cordelia!” His playful

Don’t worry, this is just the National League. The real test is in November. If you secure the first division in the province, you can compete in

you missed half

Flame Union group chat, comforting Cordelia further, “Belides, sccting first division is epic.

thick glasses and added, “Cordelia, you’re already

undercut by an unsettling comment, “But what if she doesn’t even

silent as eyes turned to the speaker, Juliana. She managed a smile, feigning concern, “I’m just worried. After all, she was so disturbed by the incident. With only 80 minutes for the test and Cordelia arriving with just 50 left. The first test has numerous problems, and most can’t finish. If there is any error on the second test’s four major problems, achieving that goal becomes tough, especially with the cutoff around 200.” The chatter ceased, but

face. As Hanley looked on, confused, she welled up with tears, “I’m just concerned for Cordelia.