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.

alone until Fanny approached her, with a

up, “We were college mates, and I’d hate to see you make a fool of yourself, so I’m

glanced at the champagne in her hand, her demeanor cool. “Thanks for the concern, but this is my business.”

business? I knew it; you must be

everything we offer. Ever since you married into the Delaney family, not earning a penny and now you’re convincing my son to invest in

knitting together, speaking softly. “Mom, can we discuss this at

public space, utterly

Let everyone judge here, this woman made my son break away from the family, and worse, she expects him to pay for her so–called art to gain fame!”

onlookers began whispering among themselves, pointing

embarrass yourself at the

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

work, doesn’t socialize to help out, it’s no surprise

fists, trembling with rage but

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had dispersed. She could only smile and announce, “Alright, the auction

the auction room, and attendees

accompanied Lorna to the third row,

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

watched in

the auction progressed, it soon

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

the painting was slowly unveiled on

connoisseurs, and the recent altercation didn’t help. Although the painting appeared decent, silence