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.

On the rare occasions they did come home, his mother would apologize

memories, if not for the photographs at home,

busy. Back then, the Griffin family's fortunes were modest, living in

Yates learned his parents

up secretly; car

doubted it until

said, "Lia, I suspect it's all connected to my parents' deaths. But it's been six years. It's going to be hard to

Skyler? The policework is

nodded gravely.

classmates watched from a distance: Cordelia and Hayley

with Yates,

Juliana just scowled, silent.

"She's already got a pretty boy,

Juliana smirked. "She'll be dumping

eyes sparkled. "What do

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

The one

"Exactly, that

"Wow, Cordelia really picked a troublesome pretty boy. And now clinging to Yates, hoping the Griffins would bail her out?

a laugh as they headed back

flaunted a

catching

My mom gave it to me.

while I'm still

or

have given me my grandma's 3-carat

quality,

didn't respond, but the envy in their