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.]

eye. Her landscapes had the touch. of a master, truly spirited.

a big shot in the art world, chairing the Superiority Country Fine Art Association and heading the Superiority Art Academy. You must have the widest network. If you can’t find her, how can we?]

national art scene. I was just a rookie myself, couldn’t dig up her real identity, and then she vanished. She might have changed her

replied, [No

said, [Got

they responded. Cordelia thought for a moment. She couldn’t paint, but Lorna could. Maybe there was a lead there. So she

replied, [Got it.]

put her phone down and, as usual, grabbed her book. It was physics–related, hard to understand, but she tackled them

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

and when she

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books to delve deeper into the subject.

arrive tonight, delayed by packing.

an hour later, a car pulled up

breakfast, descended the stairs and

set the table effortlessly, prompting Everard to rise from behind

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

but glance at Calvert, asking with a hint of curiosity, “You’ve been hanging around for

to reply when Everard’s smooth voice intervened, “He’s

a forced smile, he added, “Yeah, I

boss really knows how to kick him to the curb once

handshake. But when it didn’t come, he looked up, puzzled, to see Cordelia staring–not at him, but at his lips?

been mad at him today, but she wasn’t. And now, the idea of even touching his hand was making

thoughts and his gaze, she

how attractive his hands really were–long, defined, with calluses that spoke of work but didn’t detract

heat seemed to

wasn’t paying attention. But today, when he did, Cordelia jerked away as if electrocuted, feeling a tingling sensation in her palm.

needed a ten–minute handhold to subside was gone with just that

backpack, I’m off to school

watched her leave Midnight Scent toward the school, pondering why