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.

well–matched combo, and our dear Sallie here

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

indeed fell. He was almost in tears. What nonsense was

covet Cordelia? She was, after all,

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

identity or Greenmeadow would be in an uproar, His speech

he was wrestling with how to address Everard, Everard suddenly spoke up in a low voice, “Mr. Wallace.”

call me like

couldn’t stand the way his boss was addressing

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had now been joined

at the edge of the gathering,

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

were few, and this man’s face was too

owner of a

taken aback, “What? How did he

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

explanation ended with clenched

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

but Calvert sure wasn’t happy about

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

did she feel like the man in Sanderson’s

but Cordelia’s

over a few remarks. Yet for some reason,

others so carelessly, I think it’s

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

Calvert had looked at her differently upon their meeting and even suggesting

hurriedly began to say, “You’re right.”

smug upon hearing him, froze the next moment.

out in frustration, “Right my foot.” After his outburst, he looked at Everard, “He’s

and

Sallie stared in disbelief, “What did you just say?”