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?”

Cordelia behind

guest, “Please, take the head of

wouldn’t be right,” Calvert demurred with mock seriousness. “You are the elder, and besides, this is your house.

Calvert finally took a seat next to Steward, and

talk, Cordelia focused on her

enjoying two pieces, she reached for a third when Calvert interrupted, “Ms. Delaney seems to have quite the appetite for the roast chicken. Is it that good?”

continued to eat her third

over the table for

his expression until Rachel chimed in, “Lia, Mr. Wallace is talking to you.

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

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to a fourth plece.

just about to steer the conversation elsewhere when Rachel, noticing Calvert’s fixated gaze on Cordelia, suggested with a laugh, “Why don’t you serve

flippant remark hung heavily in

turned stormy. With guests in the house, they both shot Rachel a look of

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

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

was caught off guard, “How could she?”

not?”

Juliana is engaged.”

courtesy to serve a guest, what does being engaged have to

she tried to formulate a response, Calvert laughed, “That wasn’t my intention. I don’t eat chicken, I just noticed Ms.

deftly changed the subject, defusing the tension, and

the night wound down pleasantly, with everyone feeling at home.

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

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

“It just doesn’t

has connections. Even Hackett

I’m having reservations about this. A hundred million is our whole stake. Betting it all