SWNOVELS Chapter 15
Chapter 15
Calvert spat out his milk in disbelief. You just said you wanted to buy what?"
Cordelia looked at him, confusion etched across her face. She had no clue why
Little Fang was reacting so strongly, but she earnestly explained anyway. “The
balloon I saw on the shelf on my first day here”
Balloon? That was clearly condoms.
Calvert tried to speak, but ended up choking on his words, coughing violently.
Cordelia shot a puzzled glance at Everard
With his hands plunged deep in his pockets, Everard sauntered towards the
counter before lazily taking a seat. Only then did he inquire. “You're getting that
to play by yourself?”
Cordelia paused for a beat. “... Yeah.”
Everard leaned back into the shadows of the shop, his voice laced with
amusement. “Playing alone is no fun.”
She pondered for a moment, “True, I'll buy it and leave it here then. We can play
together some other time.”
“Eh!” Just as Calvert took a sip of water to calm his cough, he sprayed it out
again.
Cordelia sensed something was off. She was about to ask Little Fang what got
him so worked up when the tapping of fingers on the countertop interrupted
them, followed by Everard's tempting, “Girl, you're about to be
late.”
Hearing it, Cordelia glanced at the clock in the shop and realized she had five
minutes before the bell rang.
She grabbed her backpack and dashed out, “I gotta run!”
Calvert watched her leave, then slowly turned to his boss, only to find Everard
engrossed in a book, perfectly camouflaged in the dim corner.
Calvert approached the counter, leaning against it. “Boss, when are you heading
back?”
Everard replied nonchalantly, “We'll see.”
Calvert nodded, “By the way, I went to Mr. Griffin's to pick up some coffee beans
yesterday. He subtly asked about your whereabouts, and today he messaged
again, inquiring what you needed the coffee beans for. What should I say?”
After a moment of silence, Everard chuckled, “An engagement present.”
“An engagement present?” Calvert was bewildered but quickly grew excited.
If Mr. Griffin found out that the boss, a bachelor for twenty—five years, now had a
fiancée right here in Greenmeadow, his reaction would be priceless.
After sending the message, Calvert reached for the hundred—dollar bill Cordelia
had left on the table, intending to pocket it when he heard the familiar tapping of
Everard's fingers.
Stiffening, he turned to see Everard’s gaze on him. He subconsciously handed
over the bill. Everard opened his wallet, placing the hundred with the two
hundred from the previous day before returning to his book.
Calvert was speechless.
During the break between classes, Cordelia, having diligently completed her
exercises, rushed to tackle the Olympiad problems Latham had set for her.
Suddenly, the classroom was filled with sharp intakes of breath, followed by a
hushed silence.
Cordelia didn’t pay it much mind until someone pulled the chair in front of her,
bumping her desk as they sat
down. She glanced up lazily.
Then Merry’s hair caught her eye
Cordelia blinked, feeling an inexplicable joy bubbling inside her.
However, Merry seemed downcast, resting her head on the desk, while her
classmates subtly moved their desks away from her, as if Merry's reverted hair
carried a virus.
ham entered the classroom for math class and lit up at the sight of Merry,
wrinkles forming with b
“Merry, you're doing great!”
Uncharacteristically, Merry didn't retort and kept her head down, seemingly
preoccupied.
hie smile.
Cordelia noticed the low mood enveloping the class ever since Merry's arrival.
Whispers circulated, with pointed stares directed at Merry, yet no one dared to
speak to her directly.
After class, as everyone headed to the cafeteria, Cordelia finished her last
problem and stood up. “You coming
to eat?”
Silence.
The few remaining students turned their heads, their eyes wide with horror.
Merry, taken aback that Cordelia would still speak to her, looked up. “You...”
Realizing that Cordelia didn’t know her story and was hence so bold, Merry
managed a bitter smile. “I'm not hungry. Go ahead.”
She didn’t want to drag a good student down with her.
Cordelia simply responded, “Oh,” and left for the cafeteria.
Returning from lunch, she found Merry to leave the room.
Cordelia sighed inwardly.
at her desk, nibbling on crackers and sipping milk, seemingly afraid
After the afternoon classes, it was study time. Cordelia packed up for Olympiad
class when a shadow loomed. over her.
Hanley stood before her, hesitation flickering in his eyes before he lowered his
voice to a warning. “Stay away from Merry.”
Cordelia looked at him, puzzled.
Hanley, slightly defiant, tilted his chin up and blurted, “She’s trouble. Dyed her
hair back and got into more. Just... keep your distance!”
With that, he turned and left, leaving Cordelia amidst a cloud of confusion and
whispers.
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After he finished speaking, he caught
the misty—eyed gaze of Cordelia
staring back at him. For reasons he
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couldn't fathom, a flutter of panic
stirred in his heart. In a hurry to
escape the sensation, Hanley turned
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Juliana had been waiting outside. Upon witnessing the scene, her brows
furrowed in concern. “Hanley, what did she say to you?” she asked.
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Hanley felt a twinge of guilt and his
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thoughts were a jumble. “It's nothing,
he replied, a bit too hastily. Juliana
was taken aback, not expecting such
a brush—off from Hanley. She
clenched her fists, the look in her
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Cordelia, for her part, couldn't
understand why Hanley had bothered
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to warn her, and she didn't linger on
it. She returned to the classroom to
find that Merry had already left her
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The room was nearly empty, save for the janitor sweeping the floors, sending
swirls of dust into the air.
Bradbang fer backpack, Cordelia headed out the school gates, but just as she
was about to get into her car whewnotted a figure darting into the alley next to
the school. It was Merry!
A from creased Cordelia who was usually impassive
She wasn't one to meddle in others* affairs, but the thought of Merry she didn’t
hesitate, striding directly soward the alley
She had to see what was going on