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.

enough, Calvert’s expression

fuel to the fire, “They are a well–matched combo, and our dear Sallie here appreciates the talented, not the

Everard, “Mr. Wallace, this gentleman

in

Cordelia? She was, after all,

and saw a

stopped short, remembering that he couldn’t reveal Everard’s identity or Greenmeadow would be in an uproar, His speech faltered, and he grew anxious. What was he to do?

he was wrestling with how to address Everard, Everard suddenly spoke up in a low

don’t call me

his boss was

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

and Edwin stood at the edge of the gathering, silently observing the

this man? Why haven’t I seen

of Greenmeadow were few, and this man’s

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

“What? How did he

situation after seeing Cordelia and Yates together, explained

explanation ended with clenched

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

get close to Calvert, but Calvert sure wasn’t happy about it. No one

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

still in a daze, glancing back and forth between Everard and Calvert. Why did she feel like the man in Sanderson’s

remained silent, but Cordelia’s brows

cared about others‘ opinions and wouldn’t get upset over a few remarks. Yet for some reason, these taunts

I think it’s you who

criticized, Sallie quickly retorted, “Indeed, he lacks manners. Do you think Mr. Wallace is someone anyone can just casually

bolstered by the way Calvert had looked at her differently upon their meeting and even suggesting they might get in touch later, she turned to Calvert, “Mr. Wallace,

began to say, “You’re

smug upon hearing him, froze the

After his outburst, he looked at Everard, “He’s my

and the entire banquet hall

disbelief,