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

and our

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

was almost in tears. What nonsense was Fanny spouting?

he covet Cordelia? She was, after all,

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

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

don’t call me like

his boss was addressing him.

Chapter 115

various ladies and mistresses, had now been joined by

at the edge of the gathering, silently observing

in a hushed tone, “Who is this man? Why

few, and this man’s face

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

was taken aback, “What? How did he

situation after seeing Cordelia and Yates

explanation ended with clenched

so special about Everard? It was absurd that Cordelia spent so much on a suit

he tried to get close to Calvert, but Calvert sure wasn’t happy

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

Calvert. Why did she feel like the man in Sanderson’s photo was Calvert? What was going

silent, but

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

“Judging others so carelessly, I think it’s you who lacks manners.”

he lacks manners. Do you think Mr. Wallace is someone anyone can just

Calvert had looked at her differently upon their meeting and even suggesting they might get in touch later,

to

hearing

my foot.” After his outburst, he looked at Everard,

and

in disbelief, “What did you just

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