Love or Die CEO’s Daily Dose of Swoon

Chapter 90

A car pulled up outside. Rachel and the oteir way outside.

Sanderson shot Lorna a meaningful glance. With a quiet understanding, she took Cordelia by the hand and led her upstairs. Once they entered Cordelia’s bedroom, Lorna pointed at a dress laid out on the bed. “Wear this. tonight, okay?”

It just didn’t seem right to entertain guests in a school uniform.

Cordelia didn’t fuss and slipped into the long–sleeved white dress that cinched at the waist. The dress was simple, something for everyday wear.

But on Cordelia, the dress took on a new life, making Lorna do a double–take.

Lorna always knew her daughter was beautiful, but accustomed as she was to seeing Cordelia in sweatpants or a school uniform, this sudden transformation was startling.

With her hair pulled back into a high ponytail, Cordelia followed Lorna back downstairs.

They had just reached the top of the stairs when they heard Steward’s voice booming from below, “Mr. Wallace, your presence graces our humble abode!”

A somewhat grating voice replied, “Mr. Delaney, you flatter me. We’re all businessmen here just for the money.”

Cordelia wasn’t particularly concerned with the guests. Her mind was on which set of problems to tackle after dinner, now that her homework was done.

Descending the staircase, she noticed a man standing next to Rachel who bore a slight resemblance to her, probably her elder brother, Jimmy Smith.

Beside Jimmy stood a man of average build with small eyes and a perpetual smile, dressed in a suit and looking to be in his late twenties

Something about his gaze made Cordelia uneasy. Although he bore the same name as Calvert, he didn’t possess the warmth that Little Fang inherently had.

However, upon seeing Cordelia, Calvert lit up his eyes and inquired, “And who might this be?”

Sanderson stepped forward, positioning himself between Cordelia and Calvert, and introduced them briefly. “Mr. Wallace, this is my wife and daughter. Shall we proceed to dinner?”

Sanderson to Cordelia behind him, and smiled,

dinner table, Steward offered his seat to the guest, “Please, take the head of the table, it’s

seriousness. “You are the elder, and besides, this is your house. Ill be

a bit of polite refusal back and forth, Calvert finally took a

business talk, Cordelia focused on

two pieces, she reached for a third when Calvert interrupted, “Ms. Delaney seems to have quite the appetite for the

continued to eat her third piece, deliberately ignoring the conversation.

the table for a few awkward

until Rachel chimed in, “Lia, Mr. Wallace is talking

looked up, puzzled, as if only now realizing she was

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then helped herself to a

Calvert’s fixated gaze on Cordelia, suggested with a laugh, “Why don’t you serve Mr.

flippant remark hung heavily

stormy. With guests in the house,

“It’s just serving a

downcast, interjected, “The dish is closer to Juliana. Let her serve it.”

guard,

could she not?” Lorna retorted.

Juliana is engaged.”

merely a courtesy to serve a guest, what does being engaged have to do with

be so sharp with words. As she tried to formulate a response, Calvert laughed, “That wasn’t my intention. I don’t eat chicken, I just noticed Ms. Delaney enjoying hers.”

the subject, defusing

wound down pleasantly, with everyone

wouldn’t have brought you into this investment. Mr. Wallace also mentioned he’ll only accept up to a

evening. In the living room, Steward pondered the partnership. “What’s

“It just

Wallace has connections. Even Hackett treads carefully around him. How could he cheat us? The returns

about this. A hundred million is our whole stake. Betting it all on Calvert feels like a massive