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 confused.

The real Cordelia was at the door. Relief washed over him,

Cordelia was at the door, then who was

but then noticed him wrinkling his nose in distaste and retreating. Merry realized then that she was heavily made up. She immediately covered her face.

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. He was her

stepped

off in the distance.

sly grin as he said, “Catch you later, Lia.”

that cutesiness without any hint of coquetry,

caught up in rumors. The last thing he needed was more scandalous photos. Now that he was

down further, Bland concealed most of his face. With a final glance at Merry and his long strides, he vanished from the floor.

of Flame Union. They exchanged looks until Flame No

laughter, mimicking Merry’s voice,

Merry was dumbfounded

no! What had she just called her idol? She was mortified!

My idol must think fin

Cordelia was speechless.

now, she whined, then remembered the

Merry to 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.

follow the twisted logic of a die–hard

audition and was too nervous to go alone. She dragged Cordelia along for moral support.

class. Cordelia, having

restroom to remove her makeup. Without proper remover, she scrubbed her face multiple times with facial wash, revealing her fair complexion beneath the

features, both classical yet sharp, her sharp eyes giving her a striking presence. She peered into

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 recommend you, but it requires someone who can play the piano. Don’t