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?”

said the order was too big, too much of a hassle to count, and they

it, Sanderson was

wonder, despite the size of Midnight Scent,

At school.

this brand’s phone case? I’m too broke to afford it right now. I can’t believe you got it for me,

phone cases,” Cordelia

got us all phone

wasn’t a good liar, so she looked down at her book before replying, “Yeah,

something different for someone

phone case just wasn’t right for Everard. He was different from the

but Everard was the only one

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him holding the pen. The thought made her thrill. His serious demeanor while

always found teasing a bit childish, like when the orphanage director would try to amuse her, and she’d just feel helpless. But today, seeing Everard, usually so calculating and confident, thrown off by

this problem hard?” Merry’s voice pulled Cordella from her

looked up to find Merry curiously peering at her book, “You this problem for ten minutes.”

fast, but you’ve

thought for ten minutes? She looked closer and realized it was a simple physics.

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

near the bottom, but even in their advanced class, the basics were covered. Such a simple question was hard

the lesson, and Merry turned

eliciting envious glances and remarks like, “Hey, a new phone

Merry boasted, “Yes,

with envy. Could Merry’s phone case

“What’s the big deal? It’s just a phone case. What’s there to show off about? Who can’t

She’d been distracted all day because of a family crisis, down

she caught Hanley looking at her. As their eyes met,

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