Love or Die CEO’s Daily Dose of Swoon

Chapter 291

As soon as Cordelia immersed herself in her studies, hours flew by like seconds.

During dinner, she picked at her food absentmindedly, barely eating a slice of pizza and a few fries before rushing back upstairs to tackle a chemistry problem. She had already finished the complex textbook on chemical elements, but a seemingly simple problem was giving her trouble.

The conditions seemed insufficient, and D-acetylneuraminic acid, a term she hadn't encountered in her studies, appeared to be a novel chemical compound. Engrossed in the problem, Cordelia hit a dead end.

In the past, she would have combed through various books to find a solution, but now... Cordelia decided to take a shortcut. She picked up her phone and opened the Pioneers Group app, typing, "Any chemists in here?"

The group, including Cordelia, had 21 members: Mr. All-Round, a few chefs, tailors, and some scientists among others. Unsure of their specific expertise, she asked.

With Mr. All-Round's unspoken endorsement, responses came quickly.

Bland replied, "We had a chemist, but now it's just physicists and mathematicians."

Stanton chimed in, "Lia, got a chemistry problem? I know a few chemists in real life. Just say the word."

Mathster added, "Lia, there are a few chemistry professors at Superiority College. If you need, just ask."

Stanton teased, "Show-off, do you think your professors are better than our former chemist?"

Mathster was puzzled.

Cordelia, curious, asked, "What happened to the former chemist?"

her private messages lit up with warnings not to discuss it

learned there used to be

which was rare, someone would leave the group the next

taken aback by

missing chemist

Lacy... her grandfather!

details and learned he left the group seven years ago, around the

Group's true purpose and Mr. All-Round's

himself offered

chemistry

the details, she received comprehensive materials from him and dove back into

leaving her

Everard on securing a threat and ensuring Yates's safety, thanking him on behalf of Hackett. Everard, maintaining his composure, indicated his

wandered aimlessly,

connecting

his eyes, "Why are you

nodded, "I'm waiting for

Skyler: "What?"

Bill explained, "That way, I'll know where my

Skyler just stared, baffled.

this guy's habit of losing things hasn't changed, huh?! Even his phone isn't safe. Talk about being a

echoed from beneath the couch.