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

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

a good breakfast. She mused, following Kermit towards the

me? Let me tell you, once it’s a done deal, your father will thank me! Marrying a man like Mr. Wallace is a far better

stopping at room 1808. Kermit

a hotel bathrobe, eyeing Kermit and 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 to

swallowed hard before smiling, “Please, come

could move, someone

room, Calvert shut the door and said, “Come, Ms. Delaney, let’s have breakfast.”

door slammed shut, and Calvert’s henchmen

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

thought of her frail appearance,

of someone being flung against the door, which seemed to crack open, only to

exchanged knowing

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

filled the air.

door, blood spilling

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

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

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

at him and paused, “Took long

be hurt after such a ruckus. “How

said, checking the time.

towards the elevator. Just a few steps away, she heard the

of a second between beating the