Love or Die CEO’s Daily Dose of Swoon

hapter 83

The silence that followed Merry’s outburst was eerie.

Cordelia looked on, completely baffled, wondering what Merry was rambling about.

Even Bland, usually so composed, seemed stunned. His expression was frozen, and the mole under his eye seemed to betray his surprise. After a five–second pause, as Merry started to regret her words, Bland smiled. “Or, you want to help me with that?”

Cordelia was speechless.

Merry’s eyes widened in shock, her mind screaming. “Oh my god! Oh my god, my idol noticed me. My idol spoke to mell” She was flustered and stuttered, “I, I, I can’t help you!”

Cordelia gave up on her, sidestepping into the restroom and leaving the two alone.

Bland eyed Merry. “Not going?”

Merry gazed at him dreamily. “I can hold it!”

She didn’t care about the bathroom! Going to the restroom was nothing compared to staring at her idol,

Bland finally couldn’t keep a straight face, and his lips twitched. “Go on. Don’t hurt yourself holding it in.”

Oblivious to the bizarreness of the conversation, Merry blurted out, “Then, honey, are you going, too?”

Bland nodded. “Yeah.”

Merry’s heart fluttered. “You can do it!”

Bland’s fine features suddenly relaxed into a smile, his charm glowing in the dim light outside the restroom, “Add my contact?”

Merry was stupefied, unable to believe that her idol had just made such a proposall

But then she saw Bland pulling out his phone, opening the app, and asking, “Okay?”

After adding her idol on WhatsApp, she was still in a daze as Bland

he headed into the

lost herself. She clutched her phone, on the verge of shrieking with excitement.

got her

“Squee, I’m dying!”

the restroom, she found Merry staring at her phone with a

Merry was

come out yet? He couldn’t possibly be having some sort

who had been hiding in the restroom waiting for

“Or, maybe he’s got

hesitated before following Cordelia. “Lia, do you

did Bland step out, sighing with resignation. He picked

She got picked by the director for a cameo in my TV

Scent, Everard’s mood darkened as he saw the forum post

deep eyes shimmered with a chill. Just then, ho received

text, Everard’s lips curved slightly, and

message, Bland waited anxiously for a reply. When none came, he headed toward the

reached the door, his phone buzzed.

replied, I don’t

but came the

nervous again.

the music room, Bland halted at the door and

manager asked, “What’s

wrapped up. Why stick around? Let’s go!”

would be numbered if

hadn’t a comb to tie it back. Instead, she casually pressed a white cap over her head, the soft locks

from the first–year class lingered, curious to see

there, too, his gaze fixed on Cordelia, not bothering to hide his intent. Suddenly, he wanted to speak, to say something as he approached, but as Hanley did, Cordelia turned and walked away, ignoring him as if

his hand as she passed, leaving a silken sensation, and he