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?

stepped forward, apologizing with a smile, "Mr. Thomas, sorry, Cordelia... she's quite direct.

finish, Frankie chuckled,

Keen: ??

wasn't offended by Cordelia's blunt manner,

turned to

older

Frankie: "..."

Keen: "..."

blunt, but this

appeared to lack some emotional intelligence, but how

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

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

say more, he

Cordelia and Frankie,

smiled, "She's a young

known each other in

work on Batra's Conjecture, Frankie had shared some valuable math resources with her. They'd recently been collaborating on

Frankie learned about Cordelia, the more astounded he was by her talent. It seemed a waste not to have

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

Cordelia, "How are you finding

Cordelia to complain about Lucille's

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

Cordelia nodded once more.

warning of the consequences if Cordelia

there to fear? Can't students be disciplined

couldn't help glancing

trio emerged to see Frankie looking untroubled, Lucille breathed a