“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?”

here for Merry.”

guards shared a collective smirk, “Got

they lunged, Cordelia unleashed a flurry of military combative, two guards

over the subdued

students are all in

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

more.

way,” she commanded, and the guard,

entered the backyard, where rows of dunk tanks

ready to

than the last. Now, the sensation was

all too near “Can’t even memorize a

the water, Merry widened

be easier

haunted her. She felt unworthy of life. What was left for her to hope for?

family–less, uncared for…

surrender

voice pierced through,

dismissing it as an illusion. Why

the calls grew clearer, “Merry? Little Parrot?”

and familiar, spurred Merry to lift her head just in time to see that cool,

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

backyard, her eyes widened at the sight of

it was no use at all, because those teachers were very strong,

of behavior made her eyes widen.

up in an orphanage, she had

clamor, she heard

found Merry, once vibrant and now soaked and subdued,

but seeing Merry

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