Love or Die: CEO’ s Daily Dose of Swoon (Cordelia) novel Chapter 215

The classroom fell into a brief moment of confusion.

Lucille was stunned, her brows furrowed as she glanced between Everard and the student who had just stood up. What was going on?

In the midst of her puzzlement, Everard slowly rose to his feet. "Teacher, did you call me?"

Sean, who had stood up in the back, looked completely baffled as he stared at Everard, about to say something when Keen suddenly reached out, pulling him back into his seat with a whisper, "You heard wrong!"

Sean: ?

His desk mate: ?

But they were sure they heard Lucille calling for Sean!

How could they possibly have misheard?

However, Sean didn't dwell on it, speaking up, "So, we've got another Sean in class?"

Keen, trying to concoct a story to cover up, was at a loss for words: ?

Sean continued, "Ah well, don’t mind me. It’s such a common name, after all!"

Keen: "........."

So, this was why Cordelia's boyfriend lied about being Sean to Lucille?

Suppressing a smirk, Keen spoke again, "Listen, this Sean had a run-in with Lucille at lunch. Better not stand up out of turn later."

Sean nodded understandingly, "Cool, thanks for the heads-up, man. You're a good dude."

Keen: "........."

At the front.

Hearing Keen's "You heard wrong," and assuming he was still groggy, Lucille didn’t press further. Instead, she challenged, "Think you’re smart? Solve this problem then."

Lucille scribbled a problem on the board, then announced, "Everyone, give this a try. If you solve it, I'll never hassle you again."

"If you can't, it means you need to study harder, understand more, and stop causing trouble in camp!"

After finishing, she pointed at Everard, "You, come up and solve it."

Cordelia: ?????

As Lucille wrote the problem, Cordelia had glanced over it, but by the time it was fully on the board, she was still clueless.

This was the charm of advanced math, always something new to learn.

But now, Cordelia was anxious.

If she couldn’t find the solution before Everard went up, what would he do?

She quickly pulled out a piece of scratch paper, trying to calculate. Time was short, and although she understood the problem, Cordelia felt stuck.

Lucille urged Everard, "What are you waiting for? Come here!"

Everard: "........."

He had no choice but to slowly make his way to the front.

Cordelia scribbled furiously, Keen calculating too, creating a tense atmosphere in the classroom. Lucille paced the room, remarking, "Raise your hand when you’re done. Consider this a pop quiz, it'll count towards your participation."