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.]

years ago caught my eye. Her landscapes had the touch. of a

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

I was 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 in my circles. You all have your connections. Hit me up

[No problem.]

said, [Got

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

[Got it.]

book. It was physics–related, hard to understand,

her way through college courses back at the orphanage. But it wasn’t until she’d visited her grandparents‘ house that she realized how

grandparents were both university professors, and when she visited them with Lorna on

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back a pile of books to delve deeper into the

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

hour later, a car pulled up

the stairs and entered Midnight

effortlessly, prompting Everard to rise from

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

the three of them sat down, Cordelia couldn’t help but glance at Calvert, asking with a hint of curiosity, “You’ve been hanging around for two months now. Don’t you have

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

a forced smile, he added, “Yeah, I actually came to Greenmeadow

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

resting his hands on the table, expecting the usual handshake. But when it didn’t come, he looked up, puzzled, to see Cordelia staring–not at

what was going on with her. After the kiss yesterday, she should’ve been mad at him today, but

her thoughts and his gaze, she

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

heat seemed to

she wasn’t paying attention. But today, when he did, Cordelia jerked away

handhold to subside was

quickly, grabbing her backpack, I’m off

leave Midnight Scent toward the