Love or Die CEO’s Daily Dose of Swoon

Chapter 115

Cordelia’s normally calm eyes flashed with rare confusion.

Why was Little Fang here?

As she was lost in thought, she heard Fanny exclaim in surprise, “Mr. Wallace?”

Mr. Wallace?

Cordelia blinked, belatedly realizing that Little Fang was the Calvert they were referring to.

But how could this be? Wasn’t he just as poor as Everard?

Even though neither Everard nor Little Fang had ever mentioned it, it was clear that Little Fang was at Everard’s beck and call, and worked daily at the Midnight Scent.

If someone like Little Fang was a person of status, then who on earth was Everard?

Dressed in a suit that cost a small fortune, running the aloof Midnight Scent, spending his days engrossed in ancient poetry and philosophy, what was the true identity of this man who seemed so averse to business?

Sanderson was even more baffled than Cordelia.

He had just walked over when he caught Everard’s remark, “I’m Lia’s boyfriend,” and realized he had mistaken someone else for her beau.

So the man in black, even more outrageous than Calvert, was Lia’s actual boyfriend. Thankfully, he had kept his mouth shut, avoiding a massive blunder. But how did they know Calvert? And they seemed to be on quite friendly terms.

As everyone was bewildered, Fanny furrowed her brows. Mr. Wallace clearly had a special connection with Cordelia, as if he had known her for a while. Was it because she was beautiful that he had taken an interest in

her?

Her gaze flickered, and she hurriedly said, “Mr. Wallace, so you’ve known each other all along. Just now we were jokingly saying Ms. Delaney, as lovely as she is, should get to know you. And then Ms. Delan

mentioned she already had a boyfriend.”

She paused, then added with a laugh, “I was quite puzzled, really. Could her boyfriend possibly be more outstanding than you?”

Any man would bristle at such words.

sure enough, Calvert’s

and

indicated to Everard, “Mr. Wallace, this gentleman is

was almost in tears.

covet Cordelia? She was,

glanced at Everard’s expression and saw a chilling gaze directed his way.

But he stopped short, remembering that he couldn’t reveal Everard’s identity or Greenmeadow would be

address Everard, Everard suddenly spoke

don’t call me like that.”

stand the way his boss

Chapter 115

various ladies and mistresses, had now been joined by their menfolk,

and Edwin stood at the edge of the gathering, silently observing the storm’s epicenter.

is this man? Why haven’t

were few, and this

brow furrowed in thought, “He’s the owner of a place called

How did

and Yates together, explained softly, “Probably an invitation from

ended with clenched fists.

good looks, what was so special about Everard? It was absurd that Cordelia spent so much

to get close to Calvert, but Calvert sure wasn’t happy about it. No one was so curt when they just met.

but laugh, “That’s not appropriate: Lorna, Cordelia’s boyfriend seems

daze, glancing back and forth between Everard and Calvert. Why did she feel like the man in Sanderson’s photo was Calvert? What was going

remained silent, but Cordelia’s brows knitted.

get upset over a few remarks.

others so carelessly, I

you think Mr. Wallace is someone anyone can just

her differently upon their meeting and even suggesting they might get in touch later, she turned to Calvert, “Mr. Wallace, I’m

began to say,

and Fanny, smug upon hearing him, froze the next moment.

in frustration, “Right my foot.” After his outburst, he looked at Everard, “He’s my friend.”

air, and

in disbelief, “What