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.]

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

shot in the art world, chairing the Superiority Country Fine Art Association and heading the Superiority Art Academy. You must have the widest

the 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 name, but

replied, [No problem.]

said, [Got it.]

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

replied, [Got it.]

grabbed her book. It was physics–related, hard to understand, but she tackled them with zest,

it wasn’t until she’d

she visited them with Lorna on weekends,

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back a pile of books to

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

pulled up

stairs and

table effortlessly, prompting Everard to rise

Everard. These two didn’t seem like former

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

reply when Everard’s smooth

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

boss really knows how to kick him to the curb once he’s no longer needed.

it

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

thoughts and his gaze, she hastily grabbed

had been just a tool to her. 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.

was warm, and that heat seemed to burn her

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

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

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

watched her leave Midnight Scent toward the school, pondering why she seemed different