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.]

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

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,

She might have changed her name, but talent like hers doesn’t just disappear. I’ve cast a wide net in my circles. You all have your connections. Hit me

[No problem.]

said, [Got it.]

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

replied, [Got it.]

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

But it wasn’t until she’d visited her grandparents‘ house that she realized how superficial her knowledge

professors, and when she visited them with

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of books to delve deeper into the

had offered them a place to stay, and her grandmother was supposed to arrive tonight,

hour later, a car pulled up

stairs and entered

breakfast and set the table effortlessly, prompting Everard to rise

glanced at Little Fang and then at Everard. These two didn’t seem like former colleagues at all. But Everard had a

them sat down, Cordelia couldn’t help but glance at Calvert, asking with a hint of curiosity, “You’ve been hanging around for two

to reply when Everard’s

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

how to kick him to the curb

leaned back, resting his hands on the table, expecting the usual handshake. But when it didn’t

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

thoughts and his gaze, she hastily grabbed his

just a tool to her. But today, she noticed how attractive his hands really

warm, and that heat seemed

held hands, tracing her palm when she wasn’t paying attention. But today,

needed a ten–minute handhold to

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

toward the