Love or Die CEO’s Daily Dose of Swoon

Chapter 158

“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

for

collective smirk, “Got a screw

military combative, two

subdued guard, repeating,

squeaked, “The students are all

as he scrambled up, only to receive a swift

more.

way,” she commanded, and the guard,

entered the backyard, where rows of dunk tanks

to accept

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

distant yet all too near “Can’t even memorize a simple passage? What good are you?

gripped, and her head forced toward the water, Merry widened her eyes

easier to

life. What was left for her to

family–less, uncared

to fight, surrender to the

voice pierced

illusion. Why else would she

clearer,

crystalline and familiar, spurred Merry to lift her head just in time to

at a lifeline,

the backyard, her eyes widened at the

struggled, but it was no use at all, because those teachers were very strong, and each one of them seemed to be practiced, and

made her

up in an orphanage, she had never

the clamor, she heard a faint,

soaked

seeing Merry in distress

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