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.

her parents. And certainly not now; she’s got a baby to

Letitia didn’t even dare open her

steering wheel, zipping past cars, turning the sedan into a race

reached Ivory Towers, where Elgin finally

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

sweat. Her legs trembling, she jumped out

coldly,

car

thrown up more than

fearing he’d connect the dots to morning

quickly. It’s the greasy soup, I’m not used to it. Hospital food was trash, so my stomach’s weak

equally annoyed, “Then don’t eat them anymore!”

it!” Letitia looked at

with the soup, and her frequent vomiting had him concerned for her health. But soon he found an excuse for himself, Letitia was

trash picking!” Elgin warned.

think I enjoy it?

bus fare? Starting tomorrow, you ride with me

that was

liberating without having to play by his rules.

Elgin took her silence as consent. “Don’t overthink it. If you get

many at the company know

was no way Elgin would go public with her.

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

living room, the butler presented a

a sip, his expression

finding a scented candle, which she handed to the butler,

you, Mrs.

face turned even

something? She’s

scented candle I gave you?” Letitia inquired.

I know? Must’ve been the cleaners, thought it was thrown away by

want a new

slammed the teacup down and stormed upstairs to his study.

Ramirez

every day, like he’s going through menopause. Just

upset Mr. Ramirez

“He started it.