Love or Die CEO’s Daily Dose of Swoon

Chapter 118

Downstairs, the banquet hall was buzzing while upstairs, however, tranquility reigned.

Merry, puzzled, broke the silence. “Did I just imagine that? It felt like there was someone in this room. What is this place?”

Yates replied, “Storage room.”

Merry called out, “Lia, are you in there?”

Cordelia was silent. She had been tucked away here for over twenty minutes, and Everard had taken

advantages of her. But now, she was on the verge of being discovered?

She glared at Everard, wishing he could just vanish on the spot. Everard, witnessing Cordelia’s fluster for the first time, couldn’t help but let out a low, amused chuckle.

Cordelia shot him a look that could kill, whispering fiercely, “Aren’t you worried about getting caught?”

Everard chuckled again, the thrill of the moment evident in his voice, “Not in the slightest.”

The look of indignation on the girl’s face, reminiscent of a cat with its fur standing on end, oddly elevated his spirits.

With a comforting pat on her head and a mental effort to suppress his mischievous thoughts, Everard murmured, “I’ll distract them.”

Before she could protest, he was out the door, leaving Cordelia to her frazzled thoughts.

Can he really do it?

Just as the thought crossed her mind, she heard Merry’s exclamation from outside, “Hey, is that Lia’s boyfriend? What are you doing in the storage room?”

Everard, without missing a beat, replied absentmindedly, “Oh, just playing with a kitten.”

Merry’s curiosity was piqued. “A kitten? Where? I want to see.”

Everard, blocking the doorway, said nonchalantly, “It scampered out the window.”

Cordelia was mortified.

he trying to hint that she’s the kitten in this scenario? But to her surprise, Merry bought it. That’s a shame. But Yates, I didn’t know you had a

beat, fearing their

storage room to

phone. After a tense five seconds, Yates spoke with a double meaning, “I rather wish that cat

caught on, “A stray cat, huh?”

simply turned and said, “Let’s head back.”

As they entered, Yates. paused, his eyes locking with Everard’s in a silent clash.

of cold amusement, a smirk of victory

his lips pressed

into Yates‘ room, Everard finally turned away, his thoughts darkening at the memory of something the young man had said earlier, about how ‘she’s probably better off finding

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study.”

then it was time to declare his

a glare at Everard before sighing in relief, “Lucky there are stray cats around here, or we would’ve been

through Everard’s eyes.

return to Yates‘ room. After texting Merry, she

into the study where Hackett had been awaiting his arrival. Upon seeing him, Hackett snapped to attention, “Mr.

seat, casually starting the conversation, “I saw Yates.”

just a foolish boy, incompetent at everything, poor at studies, quick to anger, just wasting

grew colder, silencing Hackett, who then pleaded, “Mr. Watkins, the Griffin family only has this grandson left. I just want him to live, not expecting any greatness–it’s

mention of ‘his parents. After a moment, he said flatly. “I’ll

in relief, his voice choked with gratitude, “Thank you.”

room fell silent once

Everard added in a heavy, cool tone,

no need! You’ve given the Griffin family the

squander it all

atmosphere relaxed considerably.

getting

Hackett inquired, “Are you here in Greenmeadow on some assignment? If

he added, “I’m just here to pursue a

speechless. Why showing off to him? Wait, pursuing a girlfriend… does that mean he