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.

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

down… Ah! Letitia didn’t even dare open her eyes, “Elgin,

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

around by inertia until they reached Ivory Towers, where Elgin finally hit

the steps, tires screeching against the pavement, stopping

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

on coldly,

get car

to have thrown up more than once. He

he’d connect the dots to morning

It’s the greasy soup, I’m not used to it. Hospital food was trash,

soup and was equally annoyed, “Then don’t

looked at him. “No

him concerned for her health. But soon he found an excuse for himself,

more trash picking!” Elgin warned.

think I enjoy

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

was taken aback, that was even worse

walking was liberating without having to play by

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

many at the company know

there was no way

about the unseen Mrs. Ramirez, the knockout bound to be living

the butler presented a cup

his expression still sour

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

you, Mrs.

face turned

little something? She’s got nerve!

away that scented candle

would I know? Must’ve been the cleaners, thought it

want a new one.

Elgin slammed the teacup down and stormed upstairs

butler ventured cautiously. “Madam, Mr. Ramirez seems in

every day, like

upset Mr. Ramirez again.”

speechless, “He