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

fire, “They are a well–matched combo, and our dear Sallie here

she proudly indicated to Everard, “Mr. Wallace,

was almost in tears.

Cordelia? She was, after all, his

a chilling gaze directed

speak, “Boss…” But he stopped short, remembering that he couldn’t reveal Everard’s identity or Greenmeadow would be in an uproar, His speech faltered, and he

Everard, Everard suddenly spoke up in a low

call me like

the way his boss was addressing

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now been joined by

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

this man? Why haven’t I seen him

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

thought, “He’s the owner of a place called Midnight Scent, just outside our school.”

aback, “What? How did he get in here?”

and Yates

with clenched fists.

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

he tried to get close to Calvert, but Calvert sure wasn’t happy about it. No one was so curt when they just met.

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

did she feel like the man in Sanderson’s photo

remained silent, but Cordelia’s brows knitted.

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

I think it’s you who lacks manners.”

Do you think Mr. Wallace is

at her differently upon their meeting and even suggesting they might get in touch later, she turned to Calvert,

hurriedly began to

smug upon hearing

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

hung in the air, and the entire banquet

stared in disbelief, “What did you just