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?”

losing her mind. After adding her idol on WhatsApp, she was still in a daze as Bland tapped on his phone, raising an eyebrow. “If you

that, he headed into the restroom.

She clutched her phone, on the verge of shrieking

her idol’s

“Squee, I’m dying!”

from the restroom, she found Merry staring at her phone

was

snapped out of it. “Why hasn’t Bland come out yet? He couldn’t possibly

the restroom waiting for Cordella to leave, was bewildered.

continued to speculate wildly. “Or, maybe he’s

eyes toward the men’s restroom, Merry hesitated before following Cordelia. “Lia, do you think

voice trailed off until it was gone, and only then did Bland step out, sighing with resignation. He picked up his phone and messaged Nolnterruptions in

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the Midnight Scent, Everard’s mood darkened as he saw the

deep eyes shimmered with a chill. Just

text, Everard’s lips curved slightly, and he

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

the door, his phone buzzed.

I

he’d just been granted a reprieve, but came the second

nervous

room, Bland halted at the door and

asked, “What’s

responded, “The shoot’s wrapped up. Why stick

numbered if he didn’t rush to leave!

her backpack inside the music room, her hair cascading down as she hadn’t a comb to tie it back. Instead, she casually pressed a white cap over her head, the soft locks spilling

extras from the first–year class lingered, curious to see what would happen.

speak, to say something as he approached, but as Hanley did, Cordelia turned and

leaving a silken sensation, and he stood paralyzed. realizing for