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.

Calvert’s expression

well–matched combo, and our dear Sallie here appreciates the talented,

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

indeed fell. He was almost in

was, after all, his boss‘

glanced at Everard’s expression and saw a chilling gaze

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

Everard, Everard suddenly spoke up

“Please don’t call me

his

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

and Edwin stood at the edge of

this

of Greenmeadow were few, and this man’s face was too

of a place called Midnight

“What? How did he get in here?”

thinking he understood the situation after seeing Cordelia and Yates together, explained

explanation ended with clenched fists.

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

Calvert sure wasn’t happy about

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

and forth between Everard and Calvert. Why did she feel

remained silent, but Cordelia’s

get upset over a few remarks.

I think it’s

Do you think Mr. Wallace is someone anyone can just casually meet?”

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

hurriedly began to say,

smug upon hearing him, froze the next

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

hung in the air, and the entire banquet hall fell

disbelief, “What did you