Love or Die CEO’s Daily Dose of Swoon

Chapter 148

Calvert was the kind of guy who talked a big game about being scared, but everyone knew he was all bark and no bite, Skyler, on the other hand, was different. He’d always be like, “Man, I’m freaking out here, right before he’d dash headlong into the fray.

Wasn’t there a hint of sarcasm in his last remark? Was Skyler implying that things were moving too slowly?

Everard thought it would be insane to rush Cordelia, given her young age.

Everard glanced over with a cool gaze, taking a bite of his burger as he said, “You might think it’s slow, but Cordelia thinks I’m moving fast, and that’s all that matters.”

Skyler was speechless.

Everard was showing off!

Everard continued, unfazed, “Besides, you want to speed things up, but can you even? You don’t even have a date, man.”

Skyler thought he should never have gotten lippy, asking about Everard’s date.

Skyler felt speechless and calmed down after a moment.

He carried on, “Boss, you’re slipping. Just a breakfast with Lia, a little chitchat, and then you don’t see each other all day, no texts? You two don’t look like you’re in love.”

Everard didn’t respond, just coldly ordered, “Return that painting.”

Skyler pouted, “You had me dash off last night to get it, and now you’re sending me on another late–night return mission. You’re heartless, boss. I’m angry”

He grumbled, but his feet were already carrying him out the door.

Once he was gone, Everard’s gaze drifted to the door, where a young couple strolled past Midnight Scent, sharing an ice cream cone, the picture of love.

He couldn’t help but think that maybe, just maybe, his relationship with Cordelia was missing that spark of romance, which was why she remained unmoved.

on impulse, grabbed his phone

giving her these eager, expectant looks over breakfast, and

breakfast, as she was about to head to class, she noticed Everard following her out. He sauntered over to a bicycle parked by the door, hopped on, and

eyed him,

adding “I’ll give

half–mile away. Did she really need a lift? And on a bike?

Everard’s low voice, “I’m good

Good at what?

little dazed as she sat on

further, the bike lurched forward. As she swayed backward, her hands instinctively grabbed the hem of Everard’s clothes.

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out the subtle

fast, and Cordelia felt the breeze whisk past her ears. Before she could soak

brake, the bike’s tires screeched against the pavement. Cordelia, propelled by momentum, toppled forward onto his back,

embrace from behind and

she realized his hoodie smelled of fresh laundry detergent, surprisingly

waist was quite sexy. Through the fabric, her palms could feel the strength in

“Stop thinking that.”

backward glance, muttering to herself, “To be or not to be, that is the question: Whether ‘tis nobler in the mind to suffer the slings and arrows of

recited the text, but her mind flashed back to the sexy waist he had shown when he changed his clothes that she

She blushed.

voice grew louder, trying to drown out

language arts. The teacher entered

students protested, “Class hasn’t

Cordelia on my way here. She’s been accepted to Superiority College but remains humble, using every moment

Cordelia was embarrassed.

a delightful

she kept her head down, the heat only subsiding after two