Love or Die CEO’s Daily Dose of Swoon

Chapter 211

At the office door, Lucille led them to the entrance, gesturing for the two to enter.

Only now did Keen snap back to reality, furrowing his brow as he asked, "Mr. Thomas? The mathematician I've heard so much about?!"

Lucille's expression carried a hint of impatience, "Yes, so keep your mouths shut, got it?"

Keen nodded, then turned to Cordelia, trying to ease her nerves, "Don't sweat it!"

Cordelia: ??

Keen tried to reassure her, "Even though this big shot is indeed impressive, he's only human. Don't be scared! We're still young. You've already proven Batra's Conjecture. Who's to say we won't achieve as much, if not more, in the future?"

Cordelia: ...Did she look scared?

But then she thought about it; Frankie must be the Mathster from the Pioneers Group. The thought of meeting someone from the group again was comforting.

Her eyes, misty at first, seemed to clear and brighten as she stepped forward and pushed open the door.

Keen, about to offer more words of encouragement, was left speechless and hurried after Cordelia into the office.

The office seemed empty; everyone appeared to have stepped out. Frankie had used the excuse of wanting a private chat to send them away. Frankie was a tall, skinny old man with an energetic vibe. His eyes sparkled despite the wrinkles on his skin and his graying hair. He was dressed in a neatly pressed suit, his warm smile making him instantly likable.

"You've arrived?" he said.

Cordelia slowly spoke up, "You're the Mathster?"

Keen inhaled sharply. How could Cordelia address such a respected figure so informally? Mathster, who dares to call him that?

looked at Cordelia with a helpless gaze, then stepped forward, apologizing with a smile, "Mr. Thomas, sorry, Cordelia... she's quite direct. She didn't

chuckled,

Keen: ??

wasn't offended by Cordelia's blunt manner, Keen

turned to Cordelia

"You're older than

Frankie: "..."

Keen: "..."

but this

intelligence, but how could one be

for her, "Mr. Thomas, she didn't mean you're old in years, but that you're rich in experience, a veteran in

indeed I am, sixty-one this year. Time spares no one, alas!" Keen wanted

more, he caught Frankie's endearing use of

Cordelia and Frankie,

a young friend

known each other in spirit for a long

with her. They'd recently been collaborating on a project in discrete mathematics, with Frankie sending her various

learned about Cordelia, the more astounded he was by her talent. It seemed a waste

in university early, bypassing the usual routes, if not for Mr.

Cordelia, "How

about Lucille's treatment,

brief, and after a short chat about math, he stood up to leave, "I must go now. Lia, if you run into any trouble in Ontoky City, remember you can always reach out to

Cordelia nodded once more.

Waldron reprimanded her, warning of the consequences if Cordelia and

defiantly retorted, "What's there to fear? Can't

couldn't help glancing towards

Frankie looking untroubled, Lucille breathed a sigh of relief,