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.

his fork and, on impulse, grabbed his phone

these eager, expectant looks over breakfast, and she couldn’t figure out what

class, she noticed Everard following her out. He sauntered over to a bicycle parked by the door, hopped on, and balanced it with his feet before gesturing

him, puzzled.

adding “I’ll give you a ride to school.”

more than a half–mile away. Did she really need

heard Everard’s low voice, “I’m

Good at what?

on the back of the bike

further, the bike lurched forward. As she swayed

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wearing a black hoodie, loose–fitting and casual Clutching it, she could make out the subtle lines

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

momentum, toppled forward

looked down at her hands encircling him, a smirk on his lips. He felt her embrace from behind and thought, for a fleeting second. How perfect it

herself, she realized his hoodie

fabric, her palms could feel the

thought, “Stop thinking that.”

toward the school without a backward glance, muttering to herself, “To be or

waist he had shown when he changed

She blushed.

louder, trying to drown

lesson of the day was language arts. The teacher entered early, standing

protested, “Class hasn’t

teacher snapped, I’ve got something to say. I saw Cordelia on my way here. She’s been accepted to Superiority College but remains humble, using every moment to study, reciting the text on her way

Cordelia was embarrassed.

delightful

as she kept her head down, the heat only subsiding after two periods. That was when she