Love or Die CEO’s Daily Dose of Swoon

Chapter 138

After his words, he held a piece of Black Forest cake to Cordella’s lips.

Cordelia eyed his fingers for a moment, questioning internally if he had washed his hands upon entering. Directly holding food with his hands, who knew how many germs there were?

As these thoughts flickered through her mind and she was about to inquire, her mouth barely opened before the cake was pushed into it.

The cloying sweetness flooded her mouth; the taste was indeed delightful. She bit into the piece, ready for another, when Everard directed the cake to his own lips and devoured the rest.

Cordelia was stunned and blurted out, “What are you doing?”

That was her cake!

Everard’s lips curled into a smirk, his eyes narrowing slightly, “What’s the matter? We’ve already kissed, are you still shy about an indirect one?”

Cordelia was baffled, staring at him, not comprehending.

Nearby, Louie, upon hearing about the kiss, had a shadow pass over his eyes. He adjusted his glasses, a complex emotion flickering within.

Someone passed by, surprised, “Dr. Adams? I actually have a few questions to ask, if you have a moment?”

Louie nodded, “Of course.”

He casually walked off with the person, and once he was out of sight, Everard chuckled, ready to tease. Cordelia further, but Cordelia suddenly frowned, heading towards Lorna.

was standing alone until Fanny approached her, with a few onlookers hanging around, eavesdropping for

mates, and I’d hate to see you make a

champagne in her hand, her demeanor cool. “Thanks

through, “Your business? I knew it; you must be scheming to get my son to buy you some fame!”

Lorna’s face, “You heartless cur, living off the Delaney family, using everything we offer. Ever since you married into the Delaney family, not earning a penny and now you’re convincing my

softly. “Mom, can

was a public space, utterly

made my son break away from the family, and worse, she expects him to pay for her so–called art

whispering among themselves, pointing

yourself at the

has it rough. No wonder Laurinda is so aggressive; Mrs.

a powerful family background, she doesn’t work, doesn’t socialize to help

with rage but unable to

Chapter 138

Collins, hearing of the commotion, hurried over, but by the time she arrived, the crowd had dispersed. She could only smile and announce, “Alright, the auction is

the auction room, and attendees

Lorna to the third row, awaiting the upcoming

at half a million, astonishingly sold for eight hundred thousand, at three hundred

in amazement.

progressed, it soon came

we have an original piece by Mrs. Delaney titled ‘Lone Bluff, a work

painting was slowly unveiled

in the audience were art connoisseurs, and the recent altercation didn’t help. Although the painting appeared decent, silence filled the