Love or Die CEO’s Daily Dose of Swoon

Chapter 72

Merry bulged her eyes in disbelief, her heavily made–up face giving her an almost ghastly appearance.

The man standing before her towered at an impressive height, enveloped in a trench coat with a hat pulled down to shield most of his face. Yet, at that moment, he gazed at her with astonishment, his almond–shaped eyes wide with shock, even the tiny beauty mark under his eye seemed surprised, especially after her calling him “honey.”

Lia called him what? Honey?

Damn it! Bland thought he was a goner.

Anyone could see that the boss of “Pioneers Group” was flirting with Lia, but she had a thing for him.

This was a disaster! He might as well drop dead on the spot!

His words came out stuttering, “Lia?”

It was only when the man spoke that Merry realized what was happening. She clasped a hand over her mouth to stifle a scream.

Oh my God! It was really him, her idol, alive and in the flesh!

She wanted to reach out and touch him but didn’t dare, instead hopping around excitedly on the spot. Her usual gift of gab deserted her. Merry couldn’t utter a single coherent sentence.

They just stood there, staring at each other, neither knowing what to say until the sound of footsteps. approached. Yates and the rest of the Flames rushed over.

Hearing the footsteps, Bland realized others had arrived.

He turned to see a demure girl standing in the doorway, in a preppy school uniform with a ponytail, her dewy eyes fixed on him, her delicate features outshining any movie star’s.

Yates stood silently by her side, while Flame No. 1 stared at Bland, unable to see his face clearly due to the distance and the hat from his trench coat. He blurted out, “Boss Cordelia, is this the jerk who’s been messing with you? Guys, let’s give him a lesson!”

Merry were both

him wasn’t Cordelia. The real Cordelia was at the door. Relief washed over him, and he felt like he’d been

the door, then who was this in front of

wrinkling his nose in

she wouldn’t feel ashamed of her dramatic makeup since she didn’t care about the opinions of those. who didn’t matter to her. But Bland wasn’t just anybody.

stepped back.

camera flash went off in the distance. A reporter

on a sly grin as he

none of that cutesiness without

photos. Now that he was exposed, the

concealed most of his face. With a final glance at Merry and his long

of Flame Union. They exchanged looks

burst into laughter, mimicking

Merry was dumbfounded

just called her idol? She was

to Cordelia, “I didn’t remove my makeup before he saw me! My idol must think fin nuts. How could I just blurt out ‘honey‘ like

Cordelia was speechless.

I have an audition this afternoon. Maybe I should bail? I can’t face him now, she whined, then remembered

either toss or smash the pencil case in frustration, but Merry declared, “I’m going to cherish it forever. This isn’t just any pencil case. It’s touched my

twisted logic of a

lunch, Merry had to leave for her audition and was too nervous to go

next class. Cordelia, having nothing better to do, agreed to accompany her.

makeup. Without proper remover, she scrubbed her face multiple times with facial wash, revealing her

peered into the mirror at the unfamiliar yet familiar reflection and psyched herself up

outside the restroom, Cordelia ran into Latham who was about to head downstairs. At the sight of Cordelia, he paused, always feeling a pang of pity for this student. Not wanting her to feel bad, he explained, “Cordelia, about the audition… I was going to