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?

a helpless gaze, then stepped forward, apologizing with a smile, "Mr. Thomas, sorry,

he could finish, Frankie chuckled,

Keen: ??

by Cordelia's blunt manner,

turned to Cordelia

"You're older than

Frankie: "..."

Keen: "..."

seen blunt, but this is next-level

some emotional intelligence,

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

no one, alas!" Keen wanted to keep smoothing things over, worried about

more, he caught Frankie's endearing use of

and

"She's a young friend

"We've known each other in spirit for a

after Cordelia's work on Batra's Conjecture, Frankie had shared some valuable math resources with her. They'd

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

even considered offering her a place in university early, bypassing the usual routes, if not for Mr. Watkins warning

sighed internally, then checked in on Cordelia, "How are you finding it here?

Lucille's treatment, but

he stood up to leave, "I must go now. Lia, if you

Cordelia nodded once more.

of the consequences

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

couldn't help

looking untroubled, Lucille breathed a sigh