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.

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

dare open her

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

around by inertia until they reached

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

cold sweat. Her legs trembling, she jumped out of the car and started retching by the side.

coldly,

car sick!”

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

panicked inside, fearing he’d connect the dots

used to it. Hospital food was trash, so my stomach’s weak now i cant

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

Letitia looked at him. “No

already something wrong with the soup, and her frequent vomiting had him concerned for her health. But soon he found an excuse for himself, Letitia was for him to punish, how could she be taken

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

think I enjoy it?

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

taken aback, that was even

walking was liberating without having

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

at the company know we’re married.”

no way Elgin

Ramirez, the knockout bound to be living

the butler presented a cup

took a sip, his expression still

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

Mrs. Ramirez.

face turned

something? She’s got nerve!

you throw away that scented candle I gave you?”

Must’ve been the cleaners, thought

if you want a new one.

Elgin slammed the teacup down and stormed upstairs to his

cautiously. “Madam, Mr. Ramirez seems in a bad

like he’s going through menopause. Just

upset Mr. Ramirez

was speechless, “He

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