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.]

caught my eye. Her landscapes had the touch. of a master, truly spirited. I really

art world, chairing the Superiority Country Fine Art Association and heading

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

[No problem.]

said, [Got it.]

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

replied, [Got it.]

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

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

she visited them with Lorna on

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a pile of books to

and her grandmother was supposed to arrive tonight, delayed by packing.

a car pulled up in front

carrying breakfast, descended the stairs

table effortlessly, prompting Everard to rise from behind the

two didn’t seem like former colleagues at all. But Everard had a presence that naturally

but glance at Calvert, asking with a hint of curiosity, “You’ve been hanging around for two months now. Don’t you have

was about to reply when Everard’s smooth

smile, he added, “Yeah, I actually came to

boss really knows how to kick him to the

when it didn’t come, he looked

wasn’t sure what was 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 even

thoughts and his gaze,

But today, she noticed how attractive his hands really were–long, defined, with calluses that spoke of work but didn’t detract from their appeal.

and that heat seemed to burn her skin.

palm when she wasn’t paying attention. But today, when he did, Cordelia jerked away as if electrocuted, feeling

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

stood up quickly, grabbing her backpack, I’m

the school, pondering