Taming The CEO The Escaping Wife

Chapter 23

Letitia’s eyes were rimmed with red.

“Are you really that strapped for cash? Elgin stared at her, “So desperate that you’re picking up trash and tossing your pride to the wind?”

“Yes! I need money! What’s pride? What’s dignity? The moment you chucked me into the loony bin, I lost all that! Just being alive costs me way more effort than the average Joe!

You’re Mr. Ramirez, high and mighty, worth billions. Of course, you’d never stoop to this level. But me? I’m nothing. You snap your fingers, and I’m supposed to commute on foot to work. Is it such a crime to scrape together enough for bus fare? I knew you’d find out sooner or later, but I’m more scared of being broke than I am of your temper!”

Letitia quickly cleaned her tears and squatted down to pick up the scattered items again.

“Stop picking those up!”

Continuing, she didn’t listen to his words.

“Letitia, I said stop picking those up!” Elgin scooped her up in one motion.

“Let go of me!”

Elgin kicked the bottles out of the way and dumped Letitia into the car.

Ranen’s face was a picture of panic, “Mr. Ramirez…

“Get lost!”

“Yes, sir.

“Pick up those damn bottles!”

H

Ranen, “… Yes, Mr. Ramirez.

When the boss fights, the assistant suffers.

Not only got kicked out of the car in the dead of night but also sent to collect trash.

Elgin sat in the driver’s seat and floored the accelerator.

Letitia’s head nearly smashed into the windshield.

She hurried to buckle up; at this speed, she wouldn’t put it past her life being on the line.

She can’t die.

certainly not now;

even dare open

steering wheel, zipping past cars,

reached Ivory Towers, where Elgin finally hit the

car skidded toward the steps, tires screeching against the pavement, stopping less than

was drenched in a cold sweat. Her legs trembling, she jumped out of the car

coldly,

car sick!”

seem to have thrown up more than once. He squinted,

panicked inside, fearing he’d connect

Hospital food was trash, so my stomach’s weak now i cant

remembered Phedra’s soup and was equally annoyed, “Then

said it!” Letitia looked at him. “No

her health. But soon he

warned. “If I

think I enjoy

ride with

that was even worse than

without having to

consent. “Don’t overthink it. If you get spotted, I

many at the company

and there was no

Mrs. Ramirez, the knockout bound to be living the high life, hitched to

in the living room, the butler

sip, his expression still sour

ignored him digging through her bag and finding a scented candle, which she handed to the butler, “It helps with

Mrs. Ramirez.

face turned

little something? She’s

the way, didn’t you throw away that scented candle I gave you?” Letitia inquired. “Why did

cleaners, thought it was thrown away by mistake and put

you want a

the teacup down and stormed upstairs

Ramirez seems in a bad mood.”

ever not? Grumpy every day, like he’s going through menopause. Just ignore him.”

Mr. Ramirez

was speechless, “He