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

combo, and our dear Sallie here appreciates the talented, not the

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

fell. He was almost in tears.

Cordelia? She was, after all,

glanced 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 speech faltered, and he grew anxious. What

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

call me like that.”

the way his boss

Chapter 115

ladies and mistresses, had now

and Edwin stood at the edge of the gathering,

“Who is this

Greenmeadow were few, and this man’s

the owner of a place called Midnight Scent, just outside

was taken aback, “What? How did he get in

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

explanation ended with clenched

absurd that Cordelia spent so much on a suit to make

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

“That’s not appropriate: Lorna,

Calvert. Why did

remained silent, but Cordelia’s brows

remarks. Yet

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

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

meeting and even suggesting they might get in touch later,

hurriedly began to say,

upon hearing

in frustration, “Right my foot.” After his outburst, he looked

the air, and the entire

Sallie stared in disbelief, “What