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.”

Scent and the warm breeze outside hit him

right either… Next time, he’d handle it differently.

the Midnight Scent.

figure, his

thought.

shrinking into his shoulders, too scared to even breathe. After waiting silently for a couple of minutes, Everard suddenly let out a laugh.

Had the boss gone mad

spoke lightly,

speechless. He wished he could vanish into thin air.

chance to offer, “Boss, shall I

Everard glanced at the card, “Raising Cordelia is expensive.”

for Yates

the police. The first period was Latham’s class.

hurry to leave, turned to Cordelia with a jovial chuckle, “Guess you won’t

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this time, Cordelia!” His playful tone relaxed the

secure the

at Cordelia, “Lia, everyone knows you missed half an hour, so no worries if your score’s down!”

updates from the Flame Union group chat, comforting Cordelia further, “Belides, sccting first division

his thick glasses and added, “Cordelia,

comment, “But what if she doesn’t even make first

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 Merry scoffed, “Lia could score 200 blindfolded! Don’t

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

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