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 expression soured.

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

these words, she proudly indicated to Everard, “Mr. Wallace, this gentleman is Ms.

He was almost in tears. What nonsense

Cordelia? She was, after

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

that he couldn’t reveal Everard’s identity or Greenmeadow would be in an uproar, His speech faltered,

how to address Everard, Everard suddenly spoke up in a low voice,

said, “Please don’t call me

way his

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various ladies and mistresses, had now been joined

Edwin stood at the edge of the

hushed tone, “Who is this man? Why haven’t I seen

businessmen of Greenmeadow were few, and this man’s

thought, “He’s the owner of a place called Midnight

How did he get in

after seeing Cordelia and Yates together, explained softly, “Probably an

with

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

Calvert, but Calvert sure wasn’t happy about it. No one was so curt

couldn’t help but laugh, “That’s not appropriate: Lorna, Cordelia’s boyfriend

did

remained silent, but Cordelia’s

opinions and wouldn’t get upset over a few remarks. Yet for some reason, these taunts aimed at Everard felt

spoke languidly, “Judging others so carelessly, I think it’s you who

manners. Do you think Mr. Wallace is

by the way Calvert had looked at her differently upon their meeting and even suggesting they might get in

hurriedly began to

upon hearing him, froze

my foot.” After his

and the

disbelief, “What did you just