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, “What?”

for Merry.”

collective smirk, “Got a screw

lunged, Cordelia unleashed a flurry of military combative, two guards sent flying, and another two

towered over the subdued guard, repeating, “Where’s

squeaked, “The students are all in the backyard.”

Cordelia watched as he scrambled up, only to receive a swift

more.

commanded, and the guard, trembling,

where

felt ready to accept

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

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 you? A waste of space. People like you

once again gripped, and her head forced toward the water, Merry widened her eyes in a mix

be easier to

her. She felt unworthy of life. What was left

family–less, uncared for…

will to fight, surrender to the water, and never

voice pierced through, “Merry.”

illusion. Why else would

calls grew clearer,

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

soul clutching at a lifeline, Merry’s

widened at the sight

students struggled, but it was no use at all, because those teachers

kind of behavior made her eyes widen.

grown up in an orphanage, she

the clamor, she heard a

vibrant and now soaked and subdued, her eyes filled

seeing Merry in distress ignited