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.”

pressed, seeking to reinforce

lifetime of loyalty to Cordelia, never

else, Louie might have reinforced the suggestion multiple times, but with Everard, he dared not. He feared being discovered. So he stepped back and snapped

as if he’d snapped back

result, retreated into the throngs of the auction.

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

He’d pretended to be hypnotized just to see

lowered his gaze.

the Pioneers Group, he understood everyone except Louie,

a psychologist, yet indeed, he seemed busy

could such a man be just

footsteps approached from behind. Everard turned to see Cordelia approaching. She looked at

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Chapter 142

“Why are you

wall, Everard answered in a velvety voice,

uneasy “Oh,” then added, “Well, you’ve seen

His girl was

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 harm. You

his head slightly. Ballaster responded, “Fine, all you did was giving me a false lead, but I

in relief, tentatively asking, “What about that

ask Lorna

towards Lorna

clenched. She’d been embarrassed at the auction but stayed for the game project. Yet now, Ballaster was going to ask Lorna first? It was a bitter pill

to

auction neared its end,