Love or Die CEO’s Daily Dose of Swoon

Chapter 101

Calvert? Sanderson was surprised to encounter the name again. It was a name as common as dirt.

He didn’t ponder on it too much. After all, anyone Hackett had his eye on couldn’t possibly be working in a small store like Midnight Scent, despite Calvert looking to be in his mid–twenties, which fitted the bill.

When Everard called out, Calvert got the message that Everard meant they had customers, and it was time to shoo them away.

Midnight Scent hadn’t sold a thing in a while and for good reasons. First off, the location was as remote as a ghost town, and secondly, Calvert was the one sending potential customers packing. After all, that cash register might as well have been a spaceship control panel for all they could use it.

Calvert stuffed a donut into his mouth, stood up, and mumbled through a mouthful. “Sorry folks, we’re closed for a bite.”

After uttering these words, he held the door for Sanderson to leave before he could get back to his meal.

The bacon and egg bites were especially tasty today, and he feared that if he returned late, Everard and Cordelia wouldn’t save him a single one.

Hearing Calvert’s words, Sanderson was dumbstruck.

“Who runs a business like this? Closed for a meal? No wonder he was just lounging around at Midnight Scent with no ambition whatsoever.” Sanderson thought so.

The Delaney name had come this far thanks to Sanderson’s own grit, and he had little patience for slackers. So, his first impression of Calvert wasn’t great.

But this must be Lia’s boyfriend, right? He didn’t like the guy, but he figured he ought to give him a chance.

Well, at least Calvert had a smile on his face and seemed friendly enough, unlike the brooding man in black sitting with a “king of the world” posture, exuding an aura of trouble. Compared to him, Calvert seemed friendly.

And at least he had the decency to stand up and greet a guest, already earning more points than Mr. Broody.

Reassuring himself, Sanderson found Calvert a tad more agreeable and coughed, “I’m not here to buy anything.”

Calvert paused, about to speak, when Cordelia slowly turned around and froze upon seeing Sanderson, “Dad?”

she called out.

At that single word, Everard tensed up. He turned around, only to see a refined middle–aged man standing there, smiling kindly at Calvert.

Everard raised an eyebrow.

Cordelia had already stood up and approached, “What brings you here?”

withdrew his gaze from Calvert and chuckled, “You left your

Cordelia blinked, “Okay.”

Sanderson, who smiled and asked, “Aren’t

what he meant, Cordelia introduced Calvert first,

quickly stepped to her side and reached out to Sanderson, “Nice to meet you,

nod, then turned to Calvert, “Keep up the good work.”

Calvert was bewildered.

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Sanderson finished speaking, he turned back to Everard, and upon getting a better look at him, he

with a sweet nickname, Little Fang, so Calvert had to be her boyfriend. Sanderson frowned slightly. He wasn’t from a wealthy family, so pedigree didn’t matter much to him. As long as Calvert was ambitious, that was fine. If Lia had set her heart on Calvert, then Sanderson decided to give Calvert a leg up to save Lia from future

in mind, Sanderson turned to Calvert, ‘Let’s connect

nudged Everard, “I don’t use social media, but you can add my

was scary. Why was Everard’s father–in–law

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cool glance before offering his own social media, “Sir,

lips, “I’ll scan yours.”

said, “Lia, I’ll be heading

Cordelia nodded.

sat back down at the table. Everard teased Cordelia, “Seems like your dad isn’t

calm, “Seems

been stabbed in

twist the knife, Cordelia added after a thought, “My dad’s a fair man, rarely takes a

Another stab.

“He was quite friendly with Little Fang, must be a matter

The third stab.

his appetite wane as he turned to Calvert.

a choice, he’d never have

present from her bag, a big gift box, and

took the box, feeling Everard’s icy stare without

look.

“Lia, what have you done to me?”

demanded,

“Oh shoot, I totally spaced on

was an awkward silence.

him cold to his core as if he’d been dropped into an ice