Love or Die CEO’s Daily Dose of Swoon

Chapter 97

The classroom fell into a sudden hush, as if someone had hit the pause button on a remote control. Every student was frozen, their eyes wide with disbelief as they turned towards the dean.

Juliana dropped her jaw, her eyes bulging as if she’d seen a ghost. Hayley felt as though she’d been slapped across the face, her cheeks flushing with embarrassment.

Those who had spoken up for Cordelia reveled in the discomfort that Juliana and Hayley now wore like a second skin. They remained silent, as did the few who had joined Juliana and Hayley in their campaign against Cordelia, all of them now looking down at their shoes, unable to muster a word.

There were no cheers or applause in response to the dean’s announcement, and the dean felt a twinge of unease, turning to Latham with a puzzled look. “What’s wrong? Not happy with the result?”

Clearing his throat, Latham was about to reply when the dean hastily added, “Of course, this is just part of the award. We’ve also got a cash prize. Our school has a tradition. A first–place win gets you a scholarship to a top–tier university and a ten thousand dollar reward. Cordelia, with her special circumstances, won two first–place awards and a scholarship offer. Our school has been called non–stop for asking about Cordelia. She’s brought us a lot of pride, so we’ve decided to award her an additional 180 thousand dollars. Cordelia, could I get your bank account details?”

The mention of additional cash awards elicited a collective gasp from the class.

Though they were all children of affluent families, those in the honors class were under strict allowances from their parents, with a fixed amount of spending money each month.

180 thousand dollars was still a decent sum, even to them.

Cordelia, who had been engrossed in her work, looked up blankly and muttered, “Oh…”

The dean sighed, feeling a bit deflated. He’d expected to see a burst of excitement from the students but instead was met with their stoic calm. He then turned to Latham, asking if he could leave.

Latham, visibly annoyed, retorted dryly. “Why don’t you stay and sit in on a class before you go?”

With a pointed look from the dean that seemed to calm Latham’s pride, he left the classroom.

A few moments after the departure of the dean, Merry was the first to break the silence. “Wow, Lia, you’re killing it. You were late just now, but then you’re getting more awards!”

The others chimed in with their praise.

is a

bullies in

their attention, and the class fell silent. His gaze shifted to Juliana and Hayley as he spoke, “This Honorable Medal isn’t a reason to turn on each other, Besides, our class was tied with Class 2. According to the school rules, even in a

and Hayley to lower their heads. Juliana whispered sheepishly, “Mr. Latham, we just wanted the Honorable

the projector, plugging in his USB drive. “These are last month’s performance. Without any tardiness or

“Because our class had a higher average score!”

Medal was linked not only to discipline but

“And do you know who brought

1/3

proceeded to remove Cordelia’s scores from the class average. Instantly, the total dropped by a full

been with us for two months. Last month, it was because of her

classroom fell

a disbelief at the projector screen, her teeth clenched tightly.

isn’t about blaming individuals when things

final and meaningful glance at

broken only by Merry, “Mr. Latham is right. Those who accused Lia should

her gaze

didn’t hesitate. Now it’s your turn, why can’t you handle

pale with anger, muttered

head, “What was that? I didn’t hear

concentration broken again, lifted her

concerned didn’t hear it. How can that

she shouted, “I’m sorry,

“Is a flippant apology really all we get? At the very least, you can give

shot back by repeating what Juliana had just said.

Cordelia’s mouth. This little chatterbox was morphing into quite

ran out of the room, escaping the awkwardness.

the apology. She never took Juliana seriously and went back to her