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to curry favor with the Smith family to secure an introduction to Calvert, which meant Rachel, usually sullen and withdrawn, held her head a bit higher today with a hint of smugness in her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

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 delve

to Midnight Scent, she had soaked

car, she tucked the compact workbook into her pocket,

in a book. As Calvert took the breakfast to set the table. Everard slammed his book down and stood up lazily.

title. The cover was of a serene and muted color that seemed to calm the soul. The

steal glances at Everard. Why

more closely. She had never seen it open

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

Everard as a man shrouded in mystery. That was fitting considering he

and was gazing at her with deep eyes that seemed to pierce through her thoughts.

Chapter 89

leaned in over the small table, and closed the gap to mere inches, “Hey girl, don’t

mouth, Cordelia watched as Everard

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

slightly rough against her skin, sending a shiver

whispered and pulled back, showing her the crumb he had removed from

when she left, the heat lingered on her lips, spreading to her

“I can hardly believe

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

upset anymore.”

he’d hate for a movie

she added, “It’s weird though, Bland seems really concerned about your boyfriend’s feelings. Shouldn’t he be asking you directly?”

“Maybe he’s just looking for topics to chat about with me. My mind goes