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 soured.

and our dear Sallie here appreciates the

“Mr.

indeed fell. He was almost in

dare he covet Cordelia? She was, after all,

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

Everard’s identity or Greenmeadow would be in an uproar, His

address Everard, Everard suddenly spoke up in a low voice, “Mr.

call me like that.”

the way his boss was addressing him.

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

edge of

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

Greenmeadow were few, and

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

aback, “What? How did he get

after seeing Cordelia and

ended with clenched

what was so special about Everard? It was absurd that Cordelia

close to Calvert, but Calvert sure wasn’t happy about it.

not appropriate:

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

silent, but Cordelia’s

about others‘ opinions and wouldn’t get upset over a few remarks. Yet for

spoke languidly, “Judging others so carelessly, I

you think Mr. Wallace is

meeting and even suggesting they might get in touch later, she turned to Calvert,

to

and Fanny, smug upon hearing him, froze the next

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

hung in the air, and the entire banquet hall fell silent.

Sallie stared in disbelief,