Love or Die CEO’s Daily Dose of Swoon

Chapter 142

Everard’s gaze darkened slightly.

The man standing before him was none other than Louie, and his appearance seemed unexpected. After a brief expression of surprise, Louie adjusted his glasses with a deft touch.

Both men were of similar height, with slim builds, but one was clad in a crisp white suit, exuding a refined air, while the other was decked out in black, a cool and wild presence.

An invisible tension spread between them as soon as they met.

Ballaster, who stood to the side, felt almost suffocated by the overpowering atmosphere. Unable to bear the pressure, he quickly interjected, “Mr. Watkins, Mr. Adams, I’ll leave you to chat.”

With that, he made a hasty retreat.

Once Ballaster was gone, Everard’s eyes narrowed with a glint of coldness. Just then, Louie suddenly looked past him, “Lia?”

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Everard paused, instinctively glancing over his shoulder, only to find nothing but empty space. Turning back, he was confronted by a pocket watch swinging hypnotically before his eyes….

Everard’s gaze involuntarily followed the pendulum motion of the watch, his body slowly stiffening as his eyes dulled.

To control someone, you need them off guard.

Loule hadn’t held out much hope for swaying Everard, just wanted to try his luck, but to his surprise, he succeeded! He pocketed the watch to avoid seeming too deliberate.

Then, he adjusted his glasses, and the lenses caught a cold glint of light. Now was the time for subtle suggestions. If he told Everard to break up with Cordelia, it would no doubt be effortless.

Louie watched Everard for a moment before speaking gently, “Listen, whatever your reasons for being with her, you must treat Cordelia well for life, never betraying her, understand?”

Everard, seemingly entranced, nodded, “Understood.”

seeking

Cordelia, never to

the suggestion multiple times, but with Everard, he dared not. He feared being discovered. So he stepped back and snapped his

he’d snapped

result, retreated into the throngs of the auction.

sly smile played on Everard’s lips, his feigned bewilderment vanishing, a cunning light flashing

was to try and hypnotize him. He’d pretended to be hypnotized just to see what Louie was up to, never expecting the

his gaze.

the Pioneers Group, he understood everyone except Louie, who, despite years of observation, remained an

psychologist, yet indeed, he seemed busy with consultations every day.

a man be just a psychologist?

he pondered, footsteps approached from behind. Everard turned to

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asking, “Why are you

Everard answered in a velvety voice, “Because I miss

uneasy “Oh,” then added, “Well, you’ve seen me. You can go now.”

speechless. His girl was surely clueless

find Fanny confronting B. AsterBallaster, “B. Aster, it wasn’t on purpose. I thought with Lorna not painting for eighteen years, her pen name was dead. I meant no

shook his head slightly. Ballaster responded, “Fine, all you did was

in relief, tentatively asking, “What about that game project…?”

need to ask Lorna first. If she’s not interested, I’ll come to

headed towards Lorna in

stayed for the game project. Yet now,

to climb

neared its end,