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to curry favor with the Smith family to secure an introduction to Calvert, which meant Rachel, usually sullen and withdrawn, held her head a bit higher today with a hint of smugness in her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

was photographic, high school knowledge a breeze, and now she tackled specialized math terminology. Knowing that many resources were in foreign languages, she wanted to be ready

to Midnight Scent, she

tucked the compact workbook into her pocket, grabbed her backpack and breakfast, and

the counter engrossed in a book. As Calvert took the

The cover was of a serene and muted color that seemed to

to eat, Cordelia couldn’t help but steal glances at

seen it open for

And with Everard’s apparent lack of wealth,

in mystery. That was fitting considering he

she noticed Everard had finished eating and was gazing at

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table, and closed the

muffin in her mouth, Cordelia watched as Everard reached out toward

line, she’d make sure he regretted it. But before she

slightly rough against her skin, sending a shiver down her spine.

her the crumb he had removed

lingered on her lips, spreading to her cheeks.

infatuation, “I can hardly believe I’m talking to my idol. He even chats

still processing the morning’s encounter with Everard, hesitated before answering, “I don’t think he’s

upset anymore.”

he’d hate for a movie role to mess up things between you and

really concerned about your boyfriend’s feelings. Shouldn’t he be

waved off the thought, “Maybe he’s just looking for topics to chat about with me. My mind