Love or Die CEO’s Daily Dose of Swoon

Chapter 113

Cordelia couldn’t help but feel an odd connection every time she heard the name Calvert, reminiscent of a certain “Little Fang” that seemed to stir a strange feeling within her.

Next to her, Flame No.1 was nosily probing for information, “Bro Yates, who the heck in Calvert, anyway? I mean, there’s no such high–flyer on the national scene, right? Yet your granddad seems to think the world of

him.”

Yates glance kept darting towards the entrance of the grand hall, his Impatience flickering across his face.

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When would Cordelia’s boyfriend show up? He wasn’t getting cold feet, was he? Had he been scared off? Yates wished he had forewarned Merry, so that she wouldn’t have spilled the beans to Lla, saving her from this potential embarrassment.

Distracted, he replied, “Ever heard of Bill?”

The mention of Calvert had, for once, captured Cordelia’s attention, preventing her mind from wandering off to memorize textbook passages.

Flame No. 1’s eyes widened, “Of course, Bill, the richest man in the Superiority Country. Legend has it he’s got a Midas touch. Just hearing his name, you can tell the man’s loaded.”

Merry quizzed, “How loaded?”

Flame No. 1 gestured broadly, “Saying he makes money hand over fist would be an understatement. There’s this joke that if he dropped his million–dollar watch, he wouldn’t even need to pick it up. In the seconds it would take to retrieve it, his company would’ve already made enough to buy him ten more.”

Merry was duly impressed, “That rich, huh?”

Flame No.1 then turned to Yates, “So, what’s the deal with Calvert and him? The man’s like a financial wizard, elusive as hell. So many folks want to collaborate with him but can never get a face–to–face. And it seems like he’s the secret backer of countless corporations.”

Yates smirked, “My Gramps says Calvert’s a close friend and has a say in a lot of business matters.”

That revelation stunned everyone within earshot.

They all came from influential families and understood the weight of Yates‘ statement.

No wonder so many were bending over backward to curry favor with Calvert. When Hackett mentioned setting him up with a girlfriend, eligible bachelorettes from the finest families were being paraded before him as if on a conveyor belt.

Who wouldn’t want to latch onto such a powerhouse?

fund their hedonistic lifestyles for

marveled, Cordelia

had enough for her needs, what was the

interested in meeting Calvert, so she quietly picked up her phone and immersed herself in

still spoke up. “Gramps said I need to play

but knew where to draw the

as he was about to return to his mobile game, he caught sight of a

lack of wealth,

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taking a good look. Everard wasn’t dressed in his usual all–black. Instead, he sported a crisp white suit jacket paired with tailored black trousers, highlighting his long, straight legs. That outfit wasn’t the

Yates was baffled

No.1 too caught sight

him around school and recognized him as Cordelia’s beau. But upon noticing the clothes, Flame No.1’s first thought was, “Damn. Where did he get that outfit? It

not be heading upstairs, but it was a given

back,

didn’t seem to

afford it? These days, knockoffs are scarily accurate. Yates,

Flame No. 1 darted off

thousands for a suit? She was certain

1 approached Everard,

Everard lazily lift his

across the room, Everard’s deep eyes colliding with hers

followed Flame No. 1 over, step by step.

of voices and lively chatter.

yet Everard seemed to gather all the splendor, dazzling the moment, making all the noise and hubbub feel distant as if everyone’s

it’s making my knees weak. No, I can’t. I’m a married woman. I mustn’t fall for him.” Merry’s muttering snapped Cordelia

her reaction was far too strange. For a split second,

to Merry, who seemed ready to drool, Cordelia’s brief lapse suddenly seemed

their balcony. His tall frame dwarfed even Yates by half a

Silence fell.

over a suit jacket, “Try

switch outfits. He raised an eyebrow, a question in his

gaze.