Love or Die CEO’s Daily Dose of Swoon

Chapter 232

Waldron was visibly shocked, blurting out, "What now?"

The staff member explained, "We've got all the evidence we need. We're here to take her in for questioning, and after that, she'll be stripped of her eligibility to participate in the Math League. She'll also receive a formal warning."

Queenie's eyes went wide, and she stumbled back a step, catching the staff member's attention.

Daisy glanced from the staff member to Queenie, then pointed at her and declared, "That's Queenie!"

After Queenie was escorted away, the office fell into an eerie silence. Everyone turned to Everard, unable to believe what had just happened. Everyone except Frankie, who was in on the secret, was utterly baffled.

How did Everard know Queenie had messed up?

Daisy voiced everyone's confusion, "How did you know?"

Everard replied, "...I was just guessing. Can't believe it actually was true."

Everyone was lost for words.

Daisy had an epiphany, "I knew it! How could you possibly know what's going on with the Math League?"

Apart from Frankie, it seemed no one doubted Everard's words.

As they made their way back to the classroom from the office, Cordelia turned to Frankie, "Did you come here for me?"

Daisy and the others were puzzled, but Cordelia understood.

It was clear Frankie wasn't here to sort out anything related to Everard. After all, he had no clue when he walked in, the story about the special assignment teacher was just a smokescreen Frankie had used.

Sigh, Mathster was always so considerate.

Frankie glanced at Everard, replying, "No worries, just checking in."

In reality, after Cordelia had briefed him on Lucille's situation, he had planned to intervene. However, upon arriving at the Math League, he found out Lucille was already under investigation.

His visit today was to find out if Cordelia knew who had helped her.

Watkins... everything clicked into place. Was there even a need to

unaware that Mr. Watkins was

identities some

Frankie's casual response, Cordelia

still in shock, "Wait, Mr.

glanced at Everard and

her hands over her heart, "Oh my god, I just looked it up, and Mr. Watkins was only 13 years old twelve years ago! He was competing in the IMO back then, a true genius! What were

she doing at

"I was self-studying

Daisy was speechless.

competing in the middle school Math League. Came first in the country." Daisy took a step back, feeling outclassed. She was talented, but hearing their

did she torture herself by comparing? No wonder Lia only hangs

special assignment teacher, I have a few questions I'd

non-academic boyfriend, but

his admiration for Cordelia that

prodigies fade into obscurity, don't

challenge in his gaze. Initially reluctant to engage in a petty competition with a kid, a glance

that he seemed too eager to impress in front of the

chuckled, "Count

was curious to see if Mr. Watkins's skills had dulled

then, Mr. Watkins was expected to contribute significantly to the math community, but then

and

Later―

his true identity, it all made sense. A mind like his was

He had broader responsibilities.

witness a discussion on math, even if it might be too basic for

heading back to the classroom, they settled in a gazebo

paper and pens

said out

challenging math problems he'd

Math League giving him an edge. Even

presenting the problems, everyone's eyes

after a brief moment of thought, her pen moving swiftly across the