Love or Die CEO’s Daily Dose of Swoon

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 Lodge.

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 have a pleasant breakfast with Mr. Wallace, and I’ll make sure you’re well compensated afterward!” Cordelia surveyed the surroundings. The parking lot was vast,

meant a good breakfast. She mused, following Kermit towards the elevator. Once inside, she replied nonchalantly, ‘Just don’t regret it.”

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

the elevator straight to the presidential suite, stopping at room

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

“Please,

could move, someone pushed

the room, Calvert shut the door and said,

shut, and Calvert’s henchmen couldn’t help but ask,

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go wrong? She’s my niece! Besides, how much trouble can she cause? No way Mr.

thought of her frail appearance, they

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

they exchanged knowing smirks, “Quite spirited, eh?”

it rough? Just don’t hurt my niece. If she’s injured, I can’t answer to

the

crawled towards the door, blood spilling from

to see the “demure and frail” Cordelia perched on the sofa, biting curiously into a sandwich, her eyes lighting up after a taste.

finishing the sandwich, Cordelia stood up, seemingly oblivious to the man

Kermit was stunned at her unruffled appearance. ‘That was quick?”

and paused,

be hurt after such a ruckus. “How do you

time. “I need to get to school.”

her backpack and hurried towards the elevator. Just a few steps away, she heard the panic–stricken voice behind her, “Stop her!”

a second between beating the men to the ground and rushing to class. She