Love or Die CEO’s Daily Dose of Swoon

Chapter 282

"How did you handle that pretty boy?"

Rachel was at a loss for words. "Pretty boy?" she thought, unsure if it was because of Everard's reputation or his intimidating presence. As Everard left, he glanced back, his gaze so commanding that Rachel felt a chill run down her spine.

She stuttered, unable to form a coherent sentence.

Belinda leaned in, whispering, "Why the silence? We're practically family now. What's there to hide?"

The Delaney family wasn't exactly on par with the Fosters, which had always made Belinda somewhat skeptical about Juliana's engagement to them.

She continued, a bit louder now, "Is it because you didn't want to make a scene in front of everyone? If it's bothering you, you could always show that pretty boy who's boss. It's just a bar, Midnight Scent, right...?"

Confront the founder of Fortuna Group?

She must have a death wish!

Worried about the Fosters possibly retaliating, Rachel blurted out, "Please don't! That guy... he's not just some pretty boy. He's the founder of Fortuna Group! Even Bill treats him with the utmost respect, calling him 'boss'!"

Silence fell upon them.

It took a moment for Belinda to recover before she laughed, "You're joking, right?"

Rachel sighed, "I'm dead serious. This is no joke."

Belinda was speechless.

Unaware of the Delaney family's shock, Cordelia sat in the car on the way home, lost in thought with a vocabulary book in her lap.

still reeling from the news,

composed daughter a bit off, Lorna finally broke the silence, "Lia,

Cordelia responded, "Italian."

Everard, right? Who knew he

"I'm thinking of

and Sanderson exchanged bewildered

shock, asked, "You want to learn Italian? That's all you're thinking

other languages too. Japanese,

a

Lorna exchanged glances again as they

as usual, Sanderson couldn't help but call

couch, Cordelia faced

did you really meet Everard? What's your relationship

was intimidating, and the Delaneys felt

thinking he was just a bar owner, someone

But now-

wronged, they doubted they could even stand up

their concern, Cordelia earnestly replied, "I went to his bar, Midnight Scent, to

sensed her parents' unease. Everard's powerful identity made it even more crucial not to

you love him more, or

Cordelia honestly answered, "I

was peculiar, occasionally speaking to her in strange tones, but she genuinely didn't understand what

at a

Sanderson coughed, signaling, "That's enough,

and

to Sanderson, "Why did you stop

his brow