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.”

had left the Midnight Scent and the warm breeze outside hit him that he wondered

right

Midnight Scent.

figure, his face clouded

thought.

scared to even breathe. After waiting silently for a couple of minutes, Everard suddenly let out

boss

barely registered before Everard spoke lightly, “Cordelia

was speechless. He wished he could

the credit card in Everard’s hand, grasping at the chance to offer, “Boss, shall I

Everard glanced at the card,

for Yates

due to the time spent with the police. The first

a hurry to leave, turned to Cordelia with a jovial chuckle, “Guess you

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class this time, Cordelia!” His

is just the National League. The real test is in November. If you secure the first division

in, looking back at Cordelia, “Lia, everyone knows you missed

the Flame Union group chat, comforting Cordelia further, “Belides, sccting first division is epic. There are hardly any participants in our school, and winners are even

his thick glasses and added, “Cordelia,

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

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

on, confused, she welled up with tears, “I’m just concerned for Cordelia. Why are you all