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.

before because of her parents. And certainly not now; she’s

Ah! Letitia didn’t even dare open her

wheel, zipping past cars, turning the sedan into

until they reached Ivory Towers, where Elgin

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

she jumped out of the car and started retching by the side.

looked on coldly, “Drama

car sick!”

up more than once. He squinted, “What’s

connect the dots

the greasy soup, I’m not used to it. Hospital food was trash, so my stomach’s weak now i cant handle anything

remembered Phedra’s soup and was equally annoyed, “Then don’t eat them anymore!”

looked at him.

her health. But soon he found an excuse for himself, Letitia was for him to punish, how could she be taken

trash picking!” Elgin warned. “If I catch you again…”

think I

for bus fare? Starting tomorrow, you ride with me to and from work.”

that was even worse than walking

was liberating without having to

took her silence as consent. “Don’t overthink it. If you get spotted, I

at the company know

hitched, and there was no way Elgin would go

unseen Mrs. Ramirez, the knockout bound to be living

the living room, the butler

his expression still sour

candle, which she handed to the butler, “It helps with sleep Just

you, Mrs. Ramirez.

face turned even darker.

something? She’s got

scented candle I gave you?” Letitia

tugged at his tie. “How would I know? Must’ve been the cleaners, thought it was thrown away

want a new one.

want it!” Elgin slammed the teacup down and stormed

ventured cautiously. “Madam, Mr. Ramirez seems

not? Grumpy every day, like he’s going through

Mr.

“He started it.