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 expression soured.

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

“Mr. Wallace, this gentleman is

indeed fell. He was almost in tears. What

covet Cordelia? She was, after all, his boss‘

cautiously glanced at Everard’s expression and saw a chilling gaze directed

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

Everard suddenly spoke up in a low voice,

said, “Please don’t call me like

the way his boss was addressing him.

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

the edge of the gathering, silently observing the storm’s

this man? Why haven’t

few, and this man’s face was too unfamiliar.

owner of a place called Midnight Scent, just outside

How did

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

with

absurd that Cordelia

get close to Calvert, but Calvert sure wasn’t happy about it. No one was so curt

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

Calvert. Why did she feel like

silent, but

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

carelessly, I think it’s

quickly retorted, “Indeed, he lacks manners. Do you think Mr.

even suggesting they might get in touch later, she

to say, “You’re right.”

upon hearing him, froze the

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

and the

stared in disbelief,