Love or Die CEO’s Daily Dose of Swoon

“Bang.”

Chapter 158

Cordelia’s boot connected with the security guard’s midsection, sending him sprawling to the ground as she barreled into the school premises.

Hidden not far off, Skyler gulped nervously. He’d always thought Cordella was the dainty, helpless type. He was wrong. She was so strong.

Fumbling with his phone, he dialed Everard, “Boss, Cordelia just stormed the gates.”

Everard’s response was as chilled as a winter’s breeze, “Okay, just keep an eye on her. No casualties, please.”

Skyler’s voice hitched in disbelief, “What? ‘No casualties‘? That’s your bar for concern?”

“What I mean is, don’t let her cause any casualties.”

It took a moment for Skyler to catch on. The boss was worried Cordelia might go full terminator on them.

He smirked wryly, “Got it.”

Everard instructed, “Let her stir the pot a bit before you wrap up your end, and make it snappy.”

“Boss, don’t rush me.” Skyler retorted, fingers dancing across his laptop keyboard, “A true man takes at least an hour.”

As Skyler bantered, Cordelia had already penetrated the heart of the campus.

A guard bellowed, “Who the heck are you? We’ve got an intruder.”

His shout summoned a squad of security guards, who, upon seeing a slender girl as the culprit, chuckled among themselves, “Can’t handle a little girl?”

The guard she’d floored was quick to caution, “Don’t take her lightly – she packs a punch.”

The guards advanced, one of them taunting, “Sweetheart, leave now and we might let you off easy.”

Cordelia’s only reply was a steely, “Where’s Merry?”

exchanged puzzled glances,

here for Merry.”

a collective smirk, “Got a screw

of military combative, two guards sent flying, and another two pinned to the

towered over the subdued

are all in the backyard.”

only to receive a swift kick

more.

she commanded, and the guard, trembling,

building and entered the backyard, where rows of

to accept her fate.

was more difficult than the last. Now, the sensation was almost familiar. “Splash.”

rang as her teacher’s voice boomed, distant yet all too near “Can’t even memorize a simple passage? What good are you? A waste

was once again gripped, and her head forced toward the

would be easier to just

unworthy of life. What was left for her to hope

family–less, uncared for…

fight, surrender to the water, and

a voice pierced through,

illusion. Why

calls grew clearer, “Merry? Little

just in time to see that cool, composed figure break through the chaos.

a drowning soul clutching at a lifeline,

widened at the sight of the dunk

grabbed the students‘ heads and pressed them into the tank. The students struggled, but it was no use at all, because those

of behavior made

in an orphanage, she had never

the clamor, she heard a faint,

once vibrant and now soaked and subdued, her eyes filled with

Cordelia, the sight was shocking, but seeing Merry in distress ignited anger