The Contracted Ever After (Cordelia and Ronan)

Chapter 512

When Cordelia arrived at Empower Operations, she immediately got down to business with an internal

meeting to discuss company decision-making. The vibe was positive, but as the team moved on to the

more lighthearted task of choosing their homes, Cordelia could only look on with envy.

"I'll take the penthouse on the east side," declared the firm's legal director.

Peter shook his head. "Sorry, but that one's taken."

"By whom?" the legal eagle inquired. "That's a sprawling space, over two thousand eight hundred

square feet!"

"Who else but Mr. Evans?" came the reply.

Cordelia's heart skipped a beat at the mention of Ronan. Was he buying a place here, too?

"The house is a freebie for Mr. Evans, right?" the legal director joked.

"Of course," Peter said matter-of-factly, "Mr. Evans is the client. He's practically building a home for

himself – why would he pay? And it's not just that one. He's got the two units next to it as well. The

same goes for me if I wanted a house, no charge."

The room fell silent. It was a tough act to follow when others had such perks.

"Cordelia, aren't you buying?" Peter asked.

She grimaced awkwardly, "Oh, no, I'm not."

Emerson, who had been observing, gave Cordelia a knowing look.

After the meeting, Emerson escorted Cordelia out and then checked into a hotel. He called Ronan,

"Senior, you should've seen Cordelia's face when she was looking at the houses. She looked so

disappointed, why not just lend her some cash?"

"No," Ronan retorted, still annoyed with Cordelia. She had called out another man's name in her sleep

and sneaked off on a date. She probably wasn't aware that Ronan knew about Eason's visit to

Birchwood.

“She only remembers me when she needs money.” He was not an ATM.

...

Back at her place, Cordelia pushed aside her regrets. No money meant no new house, so she focused

on preparing her lessons for the next day instead.

After class, she assigned her students a 5,000-word essay on the enforceability of trust contracts,

which would be due next week.

Having finished her lectures, Cordelia took a nap and then started on her research project. She was

almost done, with her grad students Sally and Sean handling the minor details. Today, she had them

submit their work while she wrapped up the final touches.

Around five, Emerson called to invite her out for a meal before heading back to Millstone. As her former

mentor, she felt it was alright to accept his invitation, plus she could use a break.

With her project nearing completion, Cordelia saved her work and prepared to leave without shutting

down her computer.

Just then, Harold arrived, looking to borrow a rare book from her collection. Given his job at the library, Exclusive content © by Nô(v)el/Dr/ama.Org.

it wasn't surprising he knew she had it.

Emerson called again, and Cordelia told Harold, "You can stay and read it here. Just lock up when

you're done. I've got to run – someone's waiting for me."

"Aren't you afraid of thieves?" Harold joked.

"My room's got nothing but books. Steal them, and I'll be grateful," she laughed, then left.

Harold quietly photographed the book's content, planning to use it for his paper.

Petra soon dropped by, ostensibly to see Cordelia, but her real motive was to seek out Ronan.