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?”

puzzled glances,

for

“Got a screw loose? Restrain

military combative, two

the subdued guard, repeating,

are

scrambled up, only to receive a swift

more.

way,” she commanded, and the guard, trembling,

and entered the backyard, where rows of

ready to accept her

the last. Now, the sensation

teacher’s voice boomed, distant yet all too near “Can’t even memorize a simple passage? What good are you? A waste of space. People

gripped, and her head forced toward the water, Merry widened her eyes in a mix of helplessness and despair.

easier

life. What

uncared

will to fight, surrender to the water, and never breathe again.

then, a voice pierced through,

as an illusion. Why else would she

grew clearer, “Merry?

lift her head just in

soul clutching at a lifeline, Merry’s lips trembled, “Lia…”

backyard, her eyes widened at the sight of the dunk tanks.

even grabbed the students‘ heads and pressed them into the tank. The students struggled, but it was no use at all, because those teachers were very strong, and each one of them seemed to be practiced, and these

behavior made

had grown up in an orphanage, she had never seen anything

clamor, she heard a

sound, she found Merry, once vibrant and now soaked and subdued, her

but seeing Merry