Love or Die CEO’s Daily Dose of Swoon

Chapter 89

Cordelia awoke to the familiar hustle and bustle of the household staff moving briskly through the corridors. The silverware was being polished and the fine china clinked softly as it was prepared for the evening’s dinner party

As Lorna laid out a hearty breakfast of pancakes and bacon, Rachel, with her usual sour tone, chimed in, “With all the fuss in the house for tonight, do you really need to fuss over Cordelia and her boyfriend with a full breakfast? Can’t you just whip up something quick?”

Lorna ignored her, carefully arranging the breakfast on a tray and handing it to Cordelia.

The family was busy trying to curry favor with the Smith family to secure an introduction to Calvert, which meant Rachel, usually sullen and withdrawn, held her head a bit higher today with a hint of smugness in her

stance.

Taking the breakfast from Lorna, Cordelia was about to retort to Rachel when Lorna tugged at her arm. “Come on, Lia, let’s get you to school.”

Once they

were outside, Lorna spoke up. “Don’t bother arguing with her. Laurinda will just have more nasty things to say. Let Rachel have her moment. It’s not like it’ll make a difference to us.”

Cordelia pondered for a moment before realization dawned on her. “Yeah, she might as well be a dog barking.”

Lorna paused, initially perplexed, but then she burst into laughter, proud to see her daughter develop a sense of humor.

As Cordelia climbed into the car, Lorna stood watching the vehicle pull away, feeling a shift within herself. In the past, Laurinda’s occasional jibes would find her desperate for Cordelia, touched by sadness. But Cordelia’s return brought a new attitude. Her carefree disposition affected Lorna. At nearly fifty, Lorna was learning to let go, all thanks to Cordelia. What did others‘ opinions matter to her?

Oblivious to these thoughts, Cordelia pulled out her book during the half–hour car ride to school, utilizing the Journey to absorb some knowledge.

specialized math terminology. Knowing that many resources were in foreign languages, she wanted to be ready to delve into the original texts without getting lost in

she pulled up to Midnight Scent, she had soaked up quite

the compact workbook into her

engrossed in a book. As Calvert took the breakfast to set the table. Everard slammed his

craned her neck to peek at the book’s title. The cover was of a serene and muted color that seemed to calm the soul. The title read The Bible.

steal glances at

never seen it open for business, yet it was as spacious as

and Little Fang make a living? And with Everard’s apparent lack of

indifferent, Cordelia now saw Everard as a man shrouded in mystery. That was fitting considering he had the

last of her muffin when she noticed Everard had finished eating and was gazing at her with

Chapter 89

table, and closed the gap to mere inches, “Hey girl, don’t

bite of muffin in her mouth, Cordelia watched as Everard reached

regretted it. But before she could react, his fingertip

against her skin, sending a shiver down

back, showing her the crumb he had removed from her lips.

on her lips, spreading to

believe I’m talking to my

still processing the morning’s encounter with Everard, hesitated before answering, “I

upset anymore.”

Merry sighed in relief. “Bland said he’d hate for a movie role to

“It’s weird though, Bland seems really concerned about your boyfriend’s feelings. Shouldn’t he

for topics to chat about with me. My mind goes blank