Love or Die CEO’s Daily Dose of Swoon Chapter 158

“Bang.”

Cordelia’s boot with the guard’s midsection, sending him the ground as she barreled the school premises.

Hidden off, Skyler gulped nervously. He’d always was the dainty helpless . He was .

was strong.

phone, he Everard, “Boss, just stormed the gates.”

response was as chilled as a winter’s breeze, “Okay, just keep an eye on her. No casualties, please.”

hitched in “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 catch on. The boss was worried Cordelia might go full terminator on them.

He smirked wryly, “Got it.”

Everard instructed, “Let her the pot a bit before you wrap up your end, and make it snappy.”

, rush me.” Skyler retorted, fingers dancing across his laptop keyboard, “A true man takes least 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?”

They exchanged puzzled glances, “What?”

“I’m here for Merry.”

The guards shared a collective smirk, “Got a screw loose? Restrain her.”

As they lunged, Cordelia unleashed a flurry of military combative, two guards sent flying, and another two pinned to the ground.

She towered over the subdued guard, repeating, “Where’s Merry?”

He squeaked, “The students are all in the backyard.”

Releasing him, Cordelia watched as he scrambled up, only to receive a swift kick that sent him sprawling once

“Lead the way, she commanded, and the guard, trembling, complied.

They rounded a building and entered the backyard, where rows of dunk tanks stood before them.

Merry felt ready to accept her fate.

Each gasp for air was more difficult than the last. Now, the sensation was almost familiar. “Splash.”

Her head was yanked up again. Waterlogged ears rang as her teacher’s voice boomed, distant yet all too near even memorize a simple passage? What good are you? A waste of space. People like you don’t deserve to live

her was once and toward water, Merry widened helplessness and

Maybe it would be easier die.

The thought haunted her. She felt of .

was left for her to hope for?

Friendless family–less, for…

thoughts eroded her will surrender the water, and never breathe again.

voice pierced through, “Merry.”

dismissing it as an illusion. Why else would she hear Lia’s voice?

But calls grew clearer, Merry? Little Parrot?”

Lia’s voice, crystalline and familiar, spurred Merry to lift her head just in time to see that cool, composed figure break through the chaos.

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

As Cordelia entered the backyard, her eyes widened at the sight of the dunk tanks.

She saw 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 to be practiced, and these students were no match for them at all.

This kind of behavior made her eyes widen.

Even though she had grown up in an orphanage, she had never seen anything like this before.

Then, amidst the clamor, she heard a faint, “Lia…”

Following the sound, she found Merry, once vibrant and now soaked and subdued, her eyes filled with a desolate plea.

To Cordelia, the sight was shocking, but seeing Merry in distress ignited anger within her.

She charged forward, wrenching the teacher’s hand from Merry’s hair, and steadied her friend, “Little Parrot?”

Tears streamed down Merry’s cheeks as she choked out, “Lia…”

Cordelia gripped Merry’s arm, tucking her drenched hair behind her ears to reveal a pale, desperate face, and declared, “Merry, I’m taking you home.”

Those words, “I’m taking you home,” unleashed Merry’s pent–up sobs.

Cordelia scanned the stupefied crowd, meeting the vacant stares of students and the flickering hope in a few eyes. She reached for her phone to call the cops, only to find no signal. The school was a dead zone, shielded from the outside world.

Pocketing her phone, Cordelia decided to call for help once outside. She helped Merry toward the exit but was met by a wave of guards, blocking their path.

Behind them, Merry’s teacher shouted furiously, “Who are you? What do you think you’re doing? This is illegal. You’re abducting a student!”

Cordelia froze in her tracks, her eyes narrowing as she turned her gaze to Merry, “He’s been bullying you all this

time?

Merry nodded, her eyes downcast.

With a reassuring pat on Merry’s arm, Cordelia said, “Hold on a second.”

She wheeled around and strode directly towards the teacher, her eyes flinty with an unmistakable hint of fury.

The teacher felt a chill run down his spine as he met her glare. Swallowing hard, he stammered, “What are you

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of an eye he felt his head being forcefully held down.

Despite his strength, at this moníent, against this seemingly frail girl he felt utterly helpless as if he were nothing more than a fledgling chick in her grasp.

Splash.” His head was dunked into the water.