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?”

to Cordelia behind

guest, “Please, take the head of the table, it’s

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

Calvert finally took

the others engaged in business talk, Cordelia focused on her

reached for a third when Calvert interrupted, “Ms. Delaney seems to

her third piece, deliberately

the table for a few awkward seconds.

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

she was being addressed. “Oh,” she

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herself to a fourth

elsewhere when Rachel, noticing Calvert’s fixated gaze on Cordelia, suggested with a laugh,

flippant remark hung heavily

turned stormy. With guests in the house,

strained, “It’s just serving a guest, Lia

interjected, “The dish is closer to Juliana.

caught off guard, “How could

could she not?” Lorna retorted.

Juliana is engaged.”

merely a courtesy to serve a guest, what does

a corner, Lorna could be so sharp with words. As she tried to formulate a response, Calvert

changed the subject, defusing the

the night wound down pleasantly,

mentioned he’ll only accept up to a hundred million for a ten percent stake, no more. This project is promising, the returns could double.

now half–past eight in the evening. In the living room, Steward pondered the partnership. “What’s your

“It just doesn’t feel

think you’re too indecisive in business. Mr. Wallace has connections. Even Hackett treads carefully around him. How could he cheat us? The returns could

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