Chapter 102

Calvert was in a real pickle, trying to decide whether to hand over his phone case or head to the funeral home to pick out a casket, when Everard, said with a hint of favoritism, “Cordelia sure treats me differently.”

Lowering his gaze to the pen in his hand, Everard added, “She’s into her studies, not glued to her phone.”

Calvert, having narrowly escaped disaster, was speechless. He said, “You’re right, boss, you’re one of a kind. Thank goodness you were there last night, otherwise that imposter would’ve gotten away. I thought it was just a simple scam, but it turned out to be a pro.”

Everard cut in coolly. “You’re just too useless.”

Calvert tried again, “The cops said they’ve recovered most of the money. When are we giving it back?”

Hearing this, Everard’s eyes darkened, “No rush.”

Let the Smiths and the Delaneys sweat and scrape by for a while for daring to mess with Cordelia. If it weren’t for his reputation, he’d hold onto that money himself, to get back at them for Cordelia.

Meanwhile, after leaving Midnight Scent, Sanderson sent the candid photos he’d snapped to Lorna.

Lorna replied quickly, “Cuto

but not sugar–mommy material, right? He is definitely not as hot as Lia, no wonder the price tag was just 300 bucks.”

Sanderson was at a loss for words.

After messaging Lorna, and thinking about the chilly scene at Midnight Scent, he decided to lend a hand.

At the office, he went straight to the procurement department, dropped the name and address of Midnight Scent, and said, “From now on, let’s get all our office supplies from them.”

With such a big client, those two at Midnight Scent would make a living. But to his surprise, half a day later, the procurement manager came to him, “Mr. Delaney, they won’t sell to us.”

Sanderson was stunned, “Why not?”

much of a hassle to count, and they didn’t want to do the grunt work of loading up the

Sanderson

wonder, despite the size of Midnight Scent, they weren’t making much money.

At school.

out the gifts she’d bought for everyone. When she gave one to Merry, she tore it open on the spot and gushed like a chatterbox, “Wow, Lia, how did you know I love this brand’s phone case? I’m too broke to afford it right now. I can’t believe you got it for me, and in pink, my favorite color. You

got red phone cases,” Cordelia

us all

liar, so she looked down at

bought something

a phone case just wasn’t right for Everard. He was

their phones, but Everard was the only one engrossed in

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and she imagined him holding the pen. The thought made her thrill. His serious demeanor

would try to amuse her, and she’d just feel helpless. But

hard?” Merry’s voice

up to find Merry curiously peering at her book,

so fast, but you’ve been

and realized

like the answer should be C, right? Or did I get it

in their advanced class, the basics were covered. Such a simple question was hard to play dumb

Merry turned away, sparing Cordelia further embarrassment.

paraded her new phone case around, eliciting envious glances and remarks like, “Hey, a new phone case?”

Merry boasted, “Yes, a gift from Lia.”

phone case carry a bit of

a phone case. What’s there to show off about? Who can’t

been distracted all day because of a family crisis, down to her last two grand, she couldn’t afford a new

Hanley looking at her. As their eyes met, Hanley quickly looked away.

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