Love or Die CEO’s Daily Dose of Swoon

Chapter 200

The stretch limo was a veritable beast of a vehicle, spacious enough to make a New York City studio apartment blush with envy. Even with four passengers lounging inside, there was room to spare. The seats were plush and wide, the kind you could sink into and drift off to dreamland without a second thought.

Yates, once he settled into the limo, wasted no time in reclining his leather seat to the perfect angle of comfort, then slipped on a sleep mask as if to ward off any potential conversation.

But his efforts were in vain, as Merry-bless her curious heart-wasn't one to let silence linger.

Ever since Merry had become Cordelia's shadow, she had shed her former timidity around Yates. Add to that the bubbling excitement of meeting her idol in Ontoky City, and she was a chatterbox that wouldn't quit.

"Wow, our family doesn't even have a car like this! I heard these rides were the epitome of luxury, and boy, they weren't kidding! It's gonna be a seven or eight-hour drive to Ontoky City, but in this baby, it'll be a breeze!" Merry's voice was a symphony of awe as she took in her surroundings.

Then, turning to Yates, she asked, "Yates, you're so good to us, but why are you tagging along?"

Yates pretended to be asleep, unresponsive.

Merry chuckled, "Oh come on, I don't buy for a second that you're actually asleep. We just got in the car. Spill it, Yates. Are you heading to Ontoky City because you've got friends there you're dying to catch up with?"

At the mention of friends, Yates sat bolt upright, his gaze sharpening. "Not at all!" he exclaimed, a touch too defensively.

Merry was taken aback, swallowing hard, "Then... then why are you coming with us?"

Yates mumbled something about not wanting the driver to get sleepy on the road and offering to take turns behind the wheel.

The driver upfront tried to suppress a smirk. When had their young master ever been so considerate? Besides, they had two drivers for this very reason. The co-driver was sitting right there, but he kept mum on the matter.

Merry shot a glance at the silent co-driver and then back at Yates, who looked like he was about to blow a fuse.

Ontoky City, alright? I'm going as a tourist!" Yates finally blurted out, trying to

driver couldn't help but playfully jab, "Master Yates, weren't you just

mimed zipping her lips, promising silent solidarity. Yates lay

backseat, Cordelia and Everard were watching the scene

it hard to refuse an invitation from one of them for dinner. But

a moment, Cordelia finally

sat up again, irritation in his eyes, yet he held

dinner tonight," Cordelia continued, pausing to remember, "you...

shifted, his face tightening as if bracing

tense pause, he managed to squeeze out, "I don't

response as an agreement to meet as strangers and confirmed the dinner

to express her enthusiasm,

to Everard,

Ontoky City Everard simply smiled, assuring her he had a place to stay. Still, Cordelia leaned closer and whispered, "Do you have enough for

Watkins was both amused and touched by

meanwhile, had already picked up a book and immersed herself in it, ignoring Everard's playful

to a restaurant where Floyd was waiting. As they pulled up, she was the first to step out and noticed a

was reminiscent

his attire was decidedly more casual,

gave him an

disappeared into his pocket, and his initially cold demeanor warmed into a welcoming

he

from the