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, “What?”

here for

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

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

over the subdued

students are all

only to

more.

the way,” she commanded, and

building and entered the backyard, where rows of dunk tanks stood before

to accept her

the

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 don’t deserve to

hair was once again gripped, and her head forced toward the water, Merry widened her eyes

easier

unworthy of life. What was left for her to

family–less, uncared for…

to fight, surrender to the

then, a voice

an illusion. Why else would

calls grew clearer, “Merry? Little

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

drowning soul clutching at a lifeline, Merry’s

entered the backyard, her eyes widened at the sight of the dunk

that some teachers 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

made

up in an orphanage,

she heard a faint, “Lia…”

once vibrant and now soaked

Cordelia, the sight was shocking, but seeing Merry in