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?”

past Sanderson to Cordelia behind him, and smiled, “Of course, let’s discuss over a

to the guest, “Please, take the

“You are the elder,

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

others engaged in business talk,

particularly good tonight. After enjoying two pieces, she reached for a third when Calvert interrupted, “Ms. Delaney seems

eat her third piece,

table for a few

Wallace is talking to you.

if only now realizing she was being addressed. “Oh,” she said, “It

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to a fourth

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

hung heavily in the air.

the house, they both shot

was strained, “It’s just serving a guest, Lia knows her manners, right?”

“The dish is closer

guard, “How

not?” Lorna retorted.

is engaged.”

to serve a guest, what does being engaged

when backed 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

the subject, defusing

end, the night wound down

out, 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

was now half–past eight in the evening. In the living room, Steward pondered the

just doesn’t feel right.”

I think you’re too indecisive in business. Mr. Wallace has connections. Even Hackett treads carefully around

this. A hundred million is