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!"

at math. Despite feeling off that day, she felt she did well. How could she have scored

most managed scores above 150. 129 was,

standing, scored a perfect. Queenie, what about you? Sitting down and

got 300, what's that got to do with you? For all you know, you might

cue, right after her words, Mr. Waldron

Daisy perked up.

Mr. Waldron

widened in

over 200 was rare, and here she was, scoring 180, placing her in the

her luck: "Oh my God, Cordelia, I must've caught your good vibes! I thought I'd scored 160 at

walked back, passing Queenie, she couldn't

Queenie was seething.

she clenched her fists. Then, hearing Mr. Waldron

having collected her perfect score, was curious about Keen's paper,

at Mr. Waldron, only to

The class gasped again.

such a tough exam

his paper, and returned to his seat, the admiration for

a hint of jealousy, now wondering about Sean's score, sitting next

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

usually indifferent to praise, found herself smiling slightly at

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

good at

them with a tricky problem, only she, Keen, and Everard at the front had

Waldron went

Everard, without a paper of his own, seemed out of place. Cordelia discreetly slid him a blank

classroom, Everard, blending in, started doodling

always watching,

Something was off...

doesn't Sean have

furrowed

Mr. Waldron continued, Cordelia's eyes occasionally drifted to Everard, who seemed more engaged in his doodling than in