Love or Die CEO’s Daily Dose of Swoon

Chapter 116

Sanderson had been wheeling and dealing in the business world for years, his instincts honed to a razor’n edge. It didn’t take more than a glance for him to surmise there was something extraordinary about Everard. Everard carried himself with a grace and sophistication that simply couldn’t be bred in an average household. Moreover, there was a chilling aloofness to his demeanor that didn’t quite scream ‘boy–next–door.

Racking his brain, Sanderson couldn’t place who or what Everard might be, but he was determined to find out, ever at the risk of offending Everard. He couldn’t stand the thought of Cordelia being duped or taken advantage of.

Everard stood his ground, his deep eyes locked on Sanderson, clearly perceiving the wariness in Sanderson’s gaze.

“Tough nut to crack, Lia’s father,” Everard thought, letting his head droop slightly as he shed his usual cool exterior. With deference that seemed almost out of character, he said, “Mr. Delaney, I’m Cordella’s boyfriend, Everard Watkins.”

Sanderson wasn’t asking about that, though. Pursing his lips, he pressed on, “What’s your connection with Calvert, or should I say, with Bill?”

Everard wasn’t in the business of deceit. His lips parted slightly as he considered his response carefully, “We’ve worked together in the past.”

Sanderson raised an eyebrow, “Business partners?”

A nod from Everard, “Yes.”

Calvert, standing to the side, couldn’t help but twitch his lips in amusement. Yeah, business partners with Everard who even calls him ‘boss. Even Bill didn’t get that kind of treatment.

But Sanderson caught on to a particular word, ‘Past?”

Everard nodded again. The less said about his past identity, the better.

“And now?” Sanderson probed further.

“Now, I’m no longer with GoldGrasp Enterprises,” Everard revealed.

GoldGrasp Enterprises, Bill’s financial empire, with tendrils stretching across the nation.

“Why leave?” Sanderson blurted out instinctively.

Everard’s gaze grew distant, perhaps recalling past events, and he said with a touch of nostalgia, “GoldGrasp Enterprises didn’t need me anymore.”

Those words, together with Everard’s melancholic and somewhat defeated air, led Sanderson to misinterpret.

He knew all too well the struggles of starting a business, having built one from the ground up with partners, only to step away due to differing visions and the desire not to sever ties with friends.

to discuss the past, and perhaps that was

seemingly lacking

like the

hefty sum, enough

attire.

picture someone of his stature living

staying at Everard’s place upon his arrival in Greenmeadow, perhaps it was out of a sense of

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debt?

shoulder, his suspicion waning as he offered words of encouragement, “Everyone hits a rough patch, but that’s the time to rise up, not to fall into apathy. You’re a young man, and you’ve got this.

momentarily speechless. It seemed he had been

in his favor,

earlier reverie turning to sorrow as

Sanderson nodded firmly.

I seek advice from you, Mr. Delaney, when I’m feeling

the pride of an elder, Sanderson readily agreed, “Anytime.”

my company needs office supplies,

then realized, “Your company approached us last time?”

“Opening Midnight Scent will only make you complacent. If you’re ready to get back into the game, maybe I can find a position for

more time off, but I’ll surely trouble

trouble at all.” Sanderson beamed, thoroughly enjoying their conversation.

who had relinquished control of GoldGrasp Enterprises to avoid the hassle of management and refused even the title of chairman, was considering a position at the Delaney Group, a mere blip compared to his

storm over in

follow Everard, found himself cornered by guests, “Mr. Wallace, it’s a pleasure,

Everard was his friend, Hackett had stuck by Calvert’s side, leaving Everard to take

out of the

some business insights, Sanderson’s admiration grew the point where he addressed Everard by his name with ease.

called, and he excused himself to mingle with the other guests.

and Loma still seated on the couch, with

looking up from her math problems, “Bathroom,

the entire set. Occasionally,

Sanderson was ready for the evening to wind down. Instead of mingling further, he chose to sit next to Cordelia, finding themselves in a

who’d be drawn to the hustle of business. But the company would