Love or Die CEO’s Daily Dose of Swoon

Chapter 255

Cordelia paused, her curiosity piqued. "And then what happened?"

Yates sighed, "Then... he clammed up, didn't say a thing."

Cordelia was silent, a puzzled frown crossing her face.

Yates' brow furrowed in frustration. "The old man's stubborn as a mule. If he's not talking, no one can make him."

Little Flame had specifically come over to share this with her. Cordelia thought for a moment before asking, "So, you think you've got a lead?"

Sure enough, Little Flame nodded, his red hair as defiant as ever. "I've been thinking... our family, the Griffins, we've always been good to folks. Here in Greenmeadow, we've always lent a helping hand to our neighbors and colleagues. My granddad, bless his soul, never cared for expanding the family business. There wasn't really any competition to speak of, so why someone would have it out for me..."

Yates scrunched his face in thought.

His life had always been carefree, under the lax oversight of his grandfather who prioritized happiness over discipline. No competitions, no challenges; if he wanted to play video games, he played. He did whatever he felt like, which left him somewhat lacking in both connections and capabilities now.

But he knew enough about the Griffin family's dealings to have asked the butler some pointed questions yesterday, confirming they had no known enemies.

Yates stroked his chin. "I've been thinking... as a kid, my granddad wasn't always this indulgent. He was loving, sure, but he had his limits. Made me take up boxing; I wouldn't know how to throw a punch otherwise."

He paused, realizing that his fighting skills wouldn't impress Cordelia in the slightest.

Catching his breath, he saw no mockery in her eyes and continued, "But everything changed after my parents died."

His eyes narrowed slightly as if he were peering into the past.

They were standing beside a tree near the playground, its leaves a crisp yellow, branches swaying in the wind. Yates seemed lost in his memories, a distant look on his face. "And then it hit me, about my parents' car accident."

His parents were more of a concept than a memory to Yates.

the rare occasions they did come home, his mother would apologize for her absence, while his father

with such blurry memories, if not for the photographs at home,

kept them so busy. Back then, the Griffin family's fortunes were modest,

news that would change his life: at just twelve, Yates learned his parents had died in a car crash. All he saw were

looked it up secretly; car

doubted it until

It's going to be hard

policework is nationwide, right? Could you ask him

gravely. "Of

some classmates watched from a distance: Cordelia and Hayley

"Look at her with Yates, all cozy. What does he

Juliana just scowled, silent.

got a pretty boy, and

be dumping that pretty boy

"What do you

talking. That pretty boy crossed Bill, sought. refuge in Greenmeadow. Somehow, Bill found out he's here and

as in the tycoon Bill? The one

nodded. "Exactly,

troublesome pretty boy. And now clinging to Yates,

laugh as they headed back to

flaunted

catching Hayley's

to me. Said it's not

I'm still in

or

me my grandma's

it's high quality, that's worth millions! Your mom's definitely

didn't respond, but the envy in their classmates' eyes