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.

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

seemed Lia was unaware that Mr. Watkins was the same

the identities some

response,

still in shock, "Wait, Mr. Watkins is really your

glanced at Everard and

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 you

was she doing

a moment, "I was self-studying piano

Daisy was speechless.

middle school Math League. Came first in the country." Daisy took a

torture herself by comparing? No wonder Lia only

turned to Everard, "Since you're here as a special assignment teacher, I have a few questions I'd like to discuss with you." His tone carried a hint of

boyfriend, but he was actually

admiration for Cordelia that

prodigies fade into obscurity, don't

reluctant to engage in a petty competition with a kid, a glance from Cordelia changed his mind. Everard, usually so composed and mature, found himself

too late that he seemed too

chuckled, "Count me

to see if Mr. Watkins's skills had dulled over

to contribute significantly to the math community, but then he vanished after

family's details were classified, and no one could track

Later―

sense. A

He had broader responsibilities.

a discussion on

classroom, they settled in a gazebo in the

hurried back with paper and pens for everyone-Cordelia had

said

challenging math problems he'd

League giving him an edge. Even Frankie found the problems to

everyone's eyes were

after a brief moment of