Love or Die CEO’s Daily Dose of Swoon

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?”

hassle to count, and they didn’t want to do the grunt work

it, Sanderson was

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

At school.

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

red phone cases,”

chuckled, “So you got us all

looked down at her book before replying, “Yeah, that’s

she had bought something different

just wasn’t right for Everard. He was different

and even Little Parrot, were always on their phones, but Everard was the only one engrossed in thought–provoking books. So when she saw that sleek fountain pen, she bought it

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pen. The thought made

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

Merry’s voice pulled Cordella from her thoughts.

up to find Merry curiously peering at her book,

work so fast, but

closer and realized it was a simple physics. multiple–choice question

scratched her head, “Seems like the answer should be C, right? Or

in their advanced class, the basics

lesson, and Merry turned away, sparing

new phone case around, eliciting

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

envy. Could Merry’s phone

just a phone case.

of a family crisis, down to her last

at her. As their eyes