Love or Die CEO’s Daily Dose of Swoon

Chapter 216

"There's no solution to this problem," Cordelia declared.

"The problem is flawed," Everard chimed in simultaneously. Cordelia blinked, her gaze shifting to Everard, who raised an eyebrow and then closed his mouth.

Cordelia was slightly taken aback. Had he noticed the issue right from the start, hence his calm demeanor? Maybe he was more competent than she had initially thought.

Lost in her thoughts, Cordelia was brought back to reality by Queenie's exclamation, "What? You guys must be joking! If you can't solve it, just say so. Claiming it's unsolvable is ridiculous, isn't it?"

Cordelia fixed her eyes on Lucille, preparing to speak, when Keen added, "It truly has no solution."

Queenie was stunned. She might have thought Cordelia was jesting, but hearing it from Keen made her reconsider.

She turned to Lucille, "Uncle, is it really unsolvable?"

Lucille frowned, coughing slightly before addressing Cordelia, "Why do you say it's unsolvable? Because you can't solve it, or...?"

Cordelia calmly responded, "It's missing a key piece of information. Without assigning a value to 'a,' indeed, this problem can't be solved." Realizing Cordelia had actually pinpointed the oversight, Lucille was inwardly fuming. His intention with such a problem was to challenge them, revealing the solution later as a lesson. Yet, his plan was seen through.

Feeling his pride wounded, Lucille coughed again, "Ah, this problem was merely an appetizer. Miss Cordelia is correct."

He walked back to his desk, dismissing Everard with a wave, "You can sit down now."

serene facade, Everard, who knew her well, could tell she was upset. When Cordelia was angry, she wouldn't

reacting but chose to comply

This was to

about to continue, he noticed Cordelia still standing,

Cordelia remained still.

furrowed,

spoke slowly, "Sir, you asked what he was calculating. So, what are you,

darkened, "How dare you speak to

deliberately, "Oh, my apologies. You're not

natural hierarchy, everyone held a certain

assert control, especially

indeed over the line. Cordelia's retort was a breath of

slammed his papers on the desk, "Cordelia, you dare insult a teacher? Didn't your parents teach you to respect your

until now. Cordelia thought to herself, maintaining her composed tone, "Before teaching me to respect elders, my

shade

Cordelia,

apologize, but only after he apologizes

teacher in class, Cordelia? Do you not

not just wasting your time, but everyone else's here. Your five minutes waste over a thousand for the

the math competition,