Love or Die CEO’s Daily Dose of Swoon

Chapter 112

“Seriously, dating a bad boy? Was she a hopeless Romantic?”

“It’s such a pity, considering how brilliant she is.”

Some even whispered, “Sanderson doesn’t have a son to inherit. Are they desperate enough to let this boy marry into the family?”

In the circles of high society, strategic marriages were the norm, where matrimony and interests were inextricably linked. So, Cordelia’s relationship with a so–called “bad boy‘ was utterly baffling to them.

Even with the best intentions, someone said to Lorna, “Mrs. Delaney, I’m just speaking my mind, and it’s for your own good. Cordelia’s young, and she must be confused, right? You can’t just let her run wild.”

Lorna maintained a polite smile in the face of this friendly advice.

But she defended Cordelia in her response, “We have no intention of pushing Lia into a marriage for interests. She’s missed out on a lot, and I trust her judgment.”

Initially, Lorna disapproved of the relationship, but given how Cordelia was utterly absorbed in her studies, she couldn’t picture Cordelia in a romance.

What if this was a mistake? What if Cordelia ended up an old maid?

Seeing Lorna’s response, they dropped the subject.

The decorum of a well–bred lady kept the snark at bay in her presence, but Fanny and Rachel were relentless.

Fanny snorted, “Lorna, aren’t you a bit too indulgent with Cordelia?”

Rachel chimed in with a smile, “Lorna must feel she owes her something. But you know, being well–matched is crucial, or else there’s no common ground.”

Fanny sneered, “That reminds me, wasn’t Cordelia raised in an orphanage? Maybe she finds common ground with those kinds of boyfriends.”

Lorna was livid, “What’s that supposed to mean?”

Cordelia, who had been glued to her phone, suddenly put it down and shook Lorna’s arm, “Mom, don’t

Lorna paused.

at you. Your composure doesn’t match up

her eyes misty as they met Fanny’s, Taken aback by her gaze,

“We can’t get mad at a dog

Fanny was speechless.

Surely, no one’s taking it personally, right?”

at a loss for

from the Griffin family approached, “Mrs. Brown, Mr. Wallace is here, upstairs

her dress, and looked at Lorna with a hint of venom. “It’s a

strutted off with her nose in the

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departure, the others gathered around, envying Sallie’s excellence compared

not a commodity to be picked over. What if he’s

bound to be decent and capable. People like that are hard

are what matter most. I actually

do well to emulate Cordelia’s dedication to her studies, but don’t you dare follow her lead

she outshine Calvert? Everyone was jealous of you

mean others don’t stand a chance. Calvert will eventually come down to meet everyone. Be proactive then.”

crowd dispersed, avoiding Cordelia like the plague, fearing their children might follow her poor example, Cordelia finally

for more math problems when she heard a voice,

looked up to see Merry beckoning

spoken when Lorna encouraged her, “Go on, have fun. Don’t just read all night. You came here to

Cordelia set her phone down and walked over.

table laden with pastries and tea. They could still see

Flame Union sat there, Flame No.