SWNOVELS Chapter 17
Chapter 17
Once Cordelia was ready, Calvert extended a hand in front of him, emphasizing
with a bit of a taunt, “Hit it hard and fast. But then, you're a girl so your reflexes
might be slower...
He didn’t get to finish his sentence before Cordelia’s foot came flying at him.
“Thud!” Calvert was sent staggering back several steps by the powerful kick
before he managed to regain his
balance.
As he caught his breath, he was dumbfounded. How could this little lady pack
such a punch?
Cordelia landed gracefully and turned her head towards him, “Need me to go
harder?”
nd that of
She'd grown up in an orphanage, accustomed to the heavy labor, which had
given her strength beyond the average person.
Unfortunately, she had never learned any form of fighting.
Calvert quickly waved off, “That's enough.” He flexed his numb hand, continuing.
“Let's work on the punching motion, and take it easy. Don't need all that
strength.”
After going through the moves twice, Cordelia had the basics down pat.
Checking the time, she hurried over to where Merry was.
By now, the alley was dimly lit, the streetlights casting a soft glow. When Cordelia
arrived, she saw the seven members of the Flame Union plus Merry squatting
under the faint light. Yates was still leaning against the wall nearby, engrossed in
his video game. The scene had an inexplicable comedic feel to it.
Flame No. 1, who had found a blade of grass to chew on, grumbled, “Damn it!
She's not gonna bail on us, is she?”
Merry piped up anxiously, “It's not even her fight. Yates, just beat me up and let
me go!”
Yates snorted dismissively and didn’t reply. Instead, he perked up his ears and
heard light footsteps. approaching.
He glanced sideways to see Cordelia making her way over, her expression blank,
her eyes indifferent, and her speech slow as she said, “I've learned it.”
Merry was quick to say, “Cordelia, don’t be foolish, you better leave! Yates is
tough. No one around here can
beat him...
Yates raised an eyebrow. He wasn't picky about his opponents, taking on both
guys and gals, but something about this docile girl made him hesitate to strike.
Maybe he'd go easy on her, so she wouldn't lose too badly. At this thought, Yates
said, “Let's start.”
No sooner had he spoken than the seemingly demure Cordelia sprang into
action, “Kick, punch, throw, seize, twist“. With a fluid sequence of maneuvers,
Yates was on the ground, his arm twisted and controlled by her. Silence fell over
the crowd. The rest were stunned, watching the scene unfold before them.
It happened too fast. They hadn't even had time to stand and cheer before it was
over.
Yates struggled to break free, but despite her seemingly effortless hold, he was
trapped.
“I wasn't ready, let's go again!” he protested.
Cordelia nodded, released his arm, and resumed her stance. Fist ready, right leg
back, her face serious but her
eyes vacant.
After Yates limbered up, he called out, “Start!”
Twenty seconds later, a prone Yates began to question his life choices. He had
anticipated her moves, yet he couldn't keep up with her speed!
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Wasn't she supposed to be slow?
Flushed and frustrated, he clenched his fists and finally conceded, “I give up.”
Cordelia let him go.
Yates stood, dusting himself off, his face a mix of defiance and defeat, “You wait,
one day I'll beat you, and then you'll be dyeing your hair red under my
command!”
Cordelia responded with a noncommittal, “Okay”
Yates felt like his punch had landed in cotton, with no strength behind it.
He took a deep breath, gestured to his gang, and they all straightened up and
bowed in unison, “Boss Cordelia” Cordelia was puzzled.
Flame No. 1 glanced at Yates and then asked, “Boss Cordelia, do we need to
dye our hair back?”
Cordelia eyed their locks, replying, “Whatever.”
She believed in individuality and wouldn't impose her preferences.
Taking her backpack from Merry, she turned and left.
Yates couldn't help asking, “Where are you going?”
Cordelia paused before replying, “Home to do homework.”
Silence followed her departure.
Once the students had gone, Everard and Calvert emerged from the shadows.
Calvert remarked, “Boss, your girlfriend got some moves. She's a natural!”
He sneaked a peek at Everard, only to find him tense, his gaze lost in thought.
Calvert couldn't resist asking, “What kind of secret is she hiding that's got you
personally sticking around?” Everard gave him a cool look, and Calvert promptly
shut up, pretending his question had never been asked. At the Griffin household,
the sixty—something Hackett paced his study anxiously. When his secretary
arrived, he demanded, “Well, did you find anything?"
The secretary bowed respectfully, “There’s no trace of Mr. Watkins, sir.”
Hackett frowned and took a puff from his cigar, exhaling a cloud of smoke before
speaking. “Mr. Watkins moves in shadows. It's no wonder we can't find him. But
since he’s come to Greenmeadow, we need to be cautious. Tell the others the
weekend gathering is canceled. We won't accept any gifts. If Mr. Watkins gets
wind of it, there will be hell to pay.”
“Understood, sir.”
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“Yes, sir.”
At the Delaney family, Sanderson, fresh from a business trip, greeted Laurinda
before pulling Lorna aside into the bedroom, his worry evident, “Are you hurt?”
Lorna shook her head, recounting the previous events.
Sanderson grew stormy at the mention of the family discipline, and Lorna sighed,
“Laurinda wasn't always this harsh. What's gotten into her lately? She seems to
have it out for me.”
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Having been married to Sanderson
for nearly two decades, Lorna had
never encountered aggression from
Laurinda. Even though Laurinda
might not be fond of her, she had
never resorted to physical violence.
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Chapter 17
public, she ensured that Lorna maintained her dignity.
A shadow passed over Sanderson, and he let out a heavy sigh. “It's because I'm
about to take over the family
business.”
Lorna wasn't some damsel in distress. She had kept to herself after Cordelia
went missing, her world shattered. Lorna had since then withdrawn from all
conflict. But with his words, the penny dropped.
Was Laurinda grooming Kermit to take over the business instead?
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Fear flickered in Lorna's eyes as she
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considered the implications. “If I had
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After saying this and noticing Sanderson's grim expression, she realized his
heart must be heavier and quickly tried to comfort him. “It's okay, you still have
me and Lia!”
Sanderson nodded and embraced Lorna, the couple finding solace in each
other’s arms. After a moment, Lorna piqued her curiosity and asked, “By the way,
where did you get those coffee beans?”
Sanderson froze at her question. “Wasn't it Mathilda who bought it?”