Chapter 94

Clad in a sleek black ensemble, Everard cradled a copy of Emerson’s essays in his hands, his gaze intermittently shifting to the clock by the door. It was 7:30 already.

If Cordelia didn’t show up soon, she’d be late for class.

He gestured towards Calvert with a flick of his fingers. Calvert looked at him, confused.

Everard, with a hint of disdain, simply said, “Give me your phone.”

Using Calvert’s phone, Everard sent a text to Cordelia, “Where are you?”

After sending the message, there was no reply.

Everard glanced at the clock again, confirming the time was indeed 7:40.

He used Calvert’s WhatsApp to send a message to his account, and his phone buzzed instantly, indicating there was a signal. So why no reply?

After mulling it over, Everard took out his phone and sent a message, ‘Have you started class?”

Everard, known as “Mr. All–Round” on WhatsApp, always received instant replies from Cordella. She usually responded to him just as quickly. If she wasn’t replying, it meant she was in class. But still, there was silence.

By 7:50, Everard couldn’t sit still any longer. He looked at Calvert, “Get Skyler to trace her location.”

Calvert was internally rolling his eyes. The boss was overreacting just because Cordelia hadn’t shown up for a meal, but he quickly got in touch with Skyler and handed over Cordelia’s number. Moments later, Skyler responded with a location: Lavish Luxury Lodge.

Why did she skip school to go to a hotel?

After a moment of contemplation, Everard stood up decisively. “Get the car ready.”

Lavish Luxury

surrounded by several men in black suits. After Kermit emerged from the car with a chuckle, “Smart girl, not making a fuss on the ride over. After all, a car accident would’ve been unfortunate. Cordelia, take the easy

meant a good breakfast. She mused, following Kermit towards the elevator. Once inside, she replied nonchalantly, ‘Just

you, once it’s a done deal, your

presidential suite, stopping at room 1808. Kermit knocked

the girl behind him. Cordelia, in her school uniform with a high ponytail and a white cap, looked impeccably neat and particularly demure, which seemed

hard before smiling, “Please, come in, Ms. Delaney.”

someone pushed

room, Calvert shut the door and said,

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could go wrong? She’s my niece! Besides, how much trouble

by the thought of her frail

a cacophony from inside the room, the sound of someone being flung against the door, which seemed to crack open, only to be

exchanged knowing smirks,

neck, half–joking. “Mr. Wallace likes it rough? Just don’t hurt my

the

the door, blood

back in horror to see the “demure and frail” Cordelia perched on the sofa, biting

oblivious to the man on the floor, and walked to the door.

where Kermit was stunned at her unruffled appearance. ‘That was

him and

over, worried she might be hurt after such

the time.

Just a few steps away, she heard the panic–stricken voice behind

for a mere fraction of a second between beating the men to the ground and rushing

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