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.”

Luxury

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 route. Just

hotel usually meant a good breakfast. She mused, following Kermit towards the elevator.

face bearing a resemblance to Sanderson’s but with a sly grin, said, “Regret what? Afraid your dad will come after me? Let me tell you, once it’s a done

the presidential suite, stopping at

open, there stood the so–called Calvert in a hotel bathrobe, eyeing Kermit and the girl behind him. Cordelia, in her school

hard before smiling, “Please, come in,

move, someone pushed her from

shut the door and said, “Come, Ms. Delaney,

henchmen couldn’t help but ask, “All

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

the thought of her frail appearance,

being flung against the door, which seemed

exchanged knowing

half–joking. “Mr. Wallace likes it rough? Just don’t hurt my niece. If she’s injured, I can’t

filled the

towards the door, blood spilling from his mouth

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

to the

out into the corridor where Kermit was stunned at her unruffled appearance. ‘That was quick?”

at him and paused, “Took

hurt after such a ruckus. “How do

time. “I need to get

elevator. Just a few steps away, she

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

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