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?

trickle from Calvert could fund their hedonistic

the others marveled, Cordelia

had enough for her needs,

so she quietly picked up her phone and immersed

inclined to go upstairs, but he still spoke up. “Gramps said I

but knew where to draw

to return to his mobile game, he caught sight

that belied his lack

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a good look. Everard wasn’t dressed in his usual all–black. Instead, he sported a crisp white suit jacket paired with

Yates was baffled

Flame No.1 too caught

Flame No.1’s first thought was, “Damn. Where did he get that outfit? It looks like a knockoff. How awkward would

was a given that Calvert would

shot back,

style didn’t seem to fit

real deal costs tens of thousands. Can he afford it? These days, knockoffs are scarily accurate. Yates, better pull him aside and get him changed before everyone notices. I’ll

No. 1 darted off

staggered by the mention of the outfit’s cost. Tens of thousands for a suit? She was certain that Flame No. 1 must have

watched as Flame No. 1 approached

lazily

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

No. 1

a cacophony of voices

were a dime a dozen, yet Everard seemed to gather all the splendor, dazzling the moment, making all

weak. No, I can’t. I’m a married

too strange. For a

drool, Cordelia’s

through her mind, Everard reached their balcony. His tall frame dwarfed even Yates by half a head, making the spacious balcony feel

Silence fell.

himself and handed over

to switch outfits. He raised

gaze.