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

for

guards shared a collective smirk, “Got a screw loose?

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

towered over the subdued guard, repeating,

are all

watched as he scrambled up, only to receive a swift kick that

more.

the way,” she commanded, and

rounded a building and entered the backyard, where rows of dunk tanks

to accept

gasp for air was more difficult than the last. Now,

up again. Waterlogged ears rang as her teacher’s voice boomed, distant yet all too near “Can’t even memorize a simple passage? What good are

her hair was once again gripped, and her head forced toward the

easier to

thought haunted her. She felt unworthy of life. What was

uncared

fight, surrender to the water, and

voice pierced through,

blinked, dismissing it as an illusion. Why else would

the calls grew clearer,

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

soul clutching at a lifeline,

backyard, her eyes widened

tank. The students struggled, but it was no use at all, because those teachers were very strong, and each one of them

of behavior made her eyes widen.

orphanage,

the clamor, she heard a faint, “Lia…”

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

was shocking, but seeing Merry