Love or Die CEO’s Daily Dose of Swoon

Chapter 223

"Cordelia."

When Mr. Waldron called out her name, the entire class fell silent, all eyes on the star student, waiting for her grades. Queenie was also waiting, but more so for Cordelia to mess up this time. Instead, what they heard from Mr. Waldron was, "Perfect score-300."

Boom!

The classroom exploded in disbelief.

"How much?"

"Did I hear that right?"

"This exam was a beast. Barely anyone scored over 200, and she nailed a perfect score?"

Queenie was gobsmacked: "There must be some mistake?"

Hearing Mr. Waldron, Cordelia had already stood up, walking towards the front to collect her paper. As she walked back, necks were craning to see her score. Seeing the 300 on her paper, admiration was unmistakable in their eyes.

"It's really 300!!"

"Oh my God, Cordelia is just unstoppable! Never lets us down!"

"Ah, if I could score half of what she did, I'd be over the moon!"

""

Listening to the chatter, Queenie felt her face burning up, especially after Mr. Waldron handed Cordelia her paper, then called out, "Queenie." Queenie shot up from her seat.

She was actually pretty confident about her own results. But standing throughout the exam for an hour and then sitting down, feeling utterly drained... As she was pondering, she heard Mr. Waldron say, "129."

Queenie was in shock: "What?"

She couldn't believe it: "That's impossible!"

was good at math. Despite feeling off that day, she

managed scores above 150. 129 was, so far, the

scored a perfect. Queenie, what about you? Sitting down and you couldn't even

to do with you? For

cue, right after her words,

Daisy perked up.

Mr. Waldron say,

eyes widened

200 was rare, and here she was,

Cordelia, I must've caught your good vibes! I thought I'd scored 160 at most. Must've guessed a

Queenie, she couldn't resist, "Oops, sorry, just casually scored

Queenie was seething.

clenched her fists. Then, hearing Mr. Waldron call

about Keen's paper, knowing

up at

The class gasped again.

scores in such a tough exam were unheard

and returned to his seat, the admiration for this intellectual duo palpable in the room.

of jealousy, now

of pride seeing her score a perfect. "Congratulations," he said

herself smiling slightly

playful side, Everard smiled too, his usually sharp gaze softening, "Isn't this just another day for

nodded, "You must be good at math too,

a tricky problem, only

Waldron

of his own, seemed out of place. Cordelia discreetly slid him a blank notebook and a sheet

the crowded classroom, Everard, blending in, started doodling on the paper. Mr.

Queenie, always watching,

Something was off...

doesn't Sean have

brows furrowed in

eyes occasionally drifted to Everard, who seemed more engaged in his doodling than in