Love or Die CEO’s Daily Dose of Swoon

Chapter 207

As soon as Queenie dropped her bombshell, a hush fell over the group.

Cordelia had walked in with her three roommates. Among them, Daisy, known for her straightforwardness, was itching to confront Queenie: "That's way out of line! Why is she sticking her nose in other people's business?"

Before she could march over, another roommate grabbed her arm.

This roommate, hailing from Ontoky City, was privy to more insider information. She whispered, "Around here, at the Autumn Gold Academic Bootcamp, it's best not to cross Queenie."

Daisy blinked in confusion, "Why not?"

“Her uncle's one of the instructors at the camp. Why would you want to stir trouble with her? If she's got a few words to say, let her talk."

That revelation stopped Daisy in her tracks, "An instructor?"

To them, instructors were akin to direct superiors, the immediate authority figures.

Hearing the word "instructor," Cordelia wasn't naive enough to assume they were all like Mr. Latham. With a nod, she adopted a keep-your-head- down approach, and the four of them found a place to sit.

Queenie was surrounded by a crowd, all eager to learn about the day's diagnostic test.

She scoffed, "Today's test results will be noted. Those who perform poorly, if they don't show improvement, might as well pack their bags. They won't need to stick around for the 21-day boot camp. After all, the material's only going to get tougher, and there's no point in staying if you can't keep up."

At her words, everyone hastily returned to their books, worried about flunking the test.

a moment, all eyes on him. Tall and lean, with

people greeted him, "Hey, genius, good to see

a quiet corner before his

eyes lit up, waving him

Cordelia, hoping she'd look up. She didn't,

training, had gathered its instructors for a

the mention, recalling a call from her niece the day before, "That student is overly proud. Sure, she's talented, but she's too

as Mr.

whispered, "Genius, do you have a spare pen? Mine's run out, and I forgot to bring

a voice rang out, "Teacher,

went silent,

Cordelia's hand was still in the aisle, Daisy reaching

we were just sharing

are roommates. They're always whispering,

hadn't even started, how could they be disturbing

Lucille's stern gaze silenced them, "Both of

was indignant, "But we were only

it, even under the guise of sharing

eyes welled up, "I understand, but Cordelia didn't do anything. She didn't even

dawned,

Daisy nodded.