Love or Die CEO’s Daily Dose of Swoon

Chapter 119

The Pioneers Group chat had been silent for days, so when someone finally piped up, the others quickly bubbled to the surface of the conversation.

Mathster replied, [Never heard of ‘em.]

Bland replied, [Farly bird interrupts my sweet dreams, huh?]

Painter said, [Ever heard of mute?]

Bland replied, [Set this chat to priority alerts, man. What if the boss needs me and I miss it?]

The others mentally rolled their eyes at his brown–nosing, but no one dared to say it out loud. Instead-

Painter said, [Same here, bro.]

Chef echoed, [And me]

Clothing Retailer said, [Me too]

Pianoman asked, [Who’s this person, anyway? Never heard of them. Are they famous or something? @Painter]

Painter said, [This person had a real flair for painting 18 years ago. Young and talented. But then I heard she married into some high society and stopped painting altogether. Not many people know her because of that.]

Bland asked, [So why are you looking for her?]

Painter replied, [To paint, obviously.]

Bland said, [? But you’re a renowned artist yourself. Why do you need someone else to paint for you?]

Painter said, [Let me school you, newbie. Watercolor themes fall into three categories, landscapes, figures, and still lifes. I specialize in figures, not landscapes.]

Painter said, [I got roped into this game design gig, doing character art. I need a landscape artist for the scenery. Most of the famed landscape artists here have either aged out of the game or their work is too superficial for my taste.]

said, [After much thought, only Lorn from 18 years ago caught my eye. Her landscapes had the touch. of a master, truly spirited.

chairing the Superiority Country Fine Art Association and heading the

just a rookie myself, couldn’t dig up her real identity, and then she vanished. She might have changed her name, but talent like hers doesn’t just disappear. I’ve cast a wide net

[No

said, [Got it.]

a moment. She couldn’t paint, but Lorna could. Maybe there

replied, [Got it.]

phone down and, as usual, grabbed her book. It was physics–related,

the orphanage. But it wasn’t until she’d visited her grandparents‘ house that she realized how

she visited them

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a pile of books to delve deeper into

grandmother was supposed to arrive tonight, delayed by packing.

later, a car pulled up

stairs

the breakfast and set the table effortlessly, prompting Everard to rise from behind the counter

These two didn’t seem like former colleagues at all. But Everard

hint of curiosity, “You’ve been hanging around for two

when Everard’s smooth voice intervened, “He’s leaving soon.”

he leaving? With a forced smile, he added, “Yeah, I actually came to Greenmeadow for business.

knows how to kick him to the curb once he’s

handshake. But when it didn’t come, he looked up, puzzled, to

going on with her. After the kiss yesterday, she should’ve been mad at him today, but she wasn’t. And now, the idea of

and his gaze, she hastily grabbed

to her. But today, she noticed how attractive his hands really were–long, defined, with calluses that spoke of work

was warm, and that heat

attention. But today, when he did, Cordelia jerked

ten–minute handhold to subside was gone with just that brief

grabbing her backpack, I’m off to school now.”

the school, pondering why