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?”

behind him, and smiled, “Of course, let’s discuss over a meal.”

offered his seat to the guest,

demurred with mock seriousness. “You are the elder, and

of polite refusal back and forth, Calvert finally took a seat next to Steward, and everyone else

in business talk, Cordelia focused

a third when Calvert interrupted,

to eat her third piece, deliberately ignoring

the table for

Mr. Wallace is talking to you. It’s rude to ignore him,

up, puzzled, as if only now realizing she was being addressed. “Oh,” she said, “It is good.”

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helped herself to

the conversation elsewhere when Rachel, noticing Calvert’s fixated gaze on Cordelia, suggested with a laugh, “Why don’t

remark hung heavily in the air.

guests in the house, they both shot Rachel a look of

laugh was strained, “It’s just serving a guest, Lia knows her manners,

interjected, “The dish is closer to Juliana. Let her

was caught off guard, “How

could she not?” Lorna

is engaged.”

merely a courtesy to serve a guest, what does being engaged have to do with it?” Lorna pressed.

into a corner, Lorna could be so sharp with words. As she tried to formulate a response, Calvert laughed, “That wasn’t my intention. I don’t eat chicken,

subject, defusing

wound down pleasantly, with everyone feeling at

remarked with a grin, “Steward, if it weren’t for Rachel’s sake, I wouldn’t have brought you into this investment. Mr. Wallace also mentioned he’ll only accept up to a hundred million for a ten percent stake, no more. This project is promising,

the evening. In the living room, Steward pondered the partnership. “What’s your take, Sanderson?”

frowned, “It just doesn’t

business. Mr. Wallace has connections. Even Hackett treads carefully around him. How could he

to Steward, “Dad, I’m having reservations about this. A hundred million is our whole stake. Betting it all on Calvert feels