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?”

nover

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 to reinforce

to Cordelia,

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

snapped back to reality, looking

into the throngs of

he’d disappeared, a sly smile played on Everard’s lips, his feigned bewilderment vanishing, a cunning light flashing in his deep

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

lowered his gaze.

understood everyone except Louie, who, despite years

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

a man

he pondered, footsteps approached from behind. Everard turned to

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asking, “Why are you here?”

wall, Everard answered in

added, “Well, you’ve seen me. You can

girl was surely clueless about romance!

crowd, searching for Lorna, only to 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

explanation, even Naylor shook his head slightly. Ballaster responded, “Fine, all you did was giving me a false lead, but

relief, tentatively asking, “What

“Sorry, I need to ask Lorna first. If

towards Lorna in

at the auction but stayed for the game project. Yet now, Ballaster was going to ask

Lorna to climb over her head!

end, everyone prepared to depart.