Love or Die CEO’s Daily Dose of Swoon (Cordelia and Sanderson) novel Chapter 152

Chapter 152 

Paulina’s expression darkened when she caught sight of Cordelia. 

She could still remember the last time she visited the school, it was Cordelia who had whisked Merry away. After that, Merry had run away from home, and gotten into all sorts of trouble. Paulina’s face was a storm. cloud of disapproval as she said, “It has nothing to do with you.” 

With that she spun on her heel and left. 

But Cordelia couldn’t shake the feeling that something was off. She pulled out her phone and messaged “Little Parrot” on WhatsApp, but got no reply. 

Cordelia had to return to class. At lunch, the usually chatty girl who sat next to her wasn’t there, leaving her feeling oddly out of sorts. 

She got her tray from the cafeteria and found a spot to sit alone, checking her phone again to see that “Little Parrot” still hadn’t responded. 

Finally, she tried calling, but despite the phone not being switched off, no one picked up. 

At the Jordan residence. 

Paulina had just finished processing Merry’s transfer papers and returned home, where the butler promptly greeted her. 

Paulina asked, “Is she still being stubborn?” 

The butler nodded. 

Since being forcibly brought back home last night, Merry had holed up in her room, pounding on the door until her voice went hoarse, then just slumped to the floor in silence. 

Paulina sighed. She’d spent a sleepless night worrying, her eyes red and puffy. Now, listless, she climbed the stairs and opened the door to Merry’s room. 

Merry, exhausted from struggling, was curled up in a corner on the floor. At the sound of the door, she lifted her head and pleaded, “Mom, just let me go.” 

Paulina’s heart hardened as she spoke, “Let you go, so you can continue live streaming? Peddling your laughter for cash? Merry, I’m your mother. I’ve offered you money, yet you insist on making a spectacle of yourself. Do you really want to break my heart?” 

Merry looked at her blankly. 

Break her heart? The words seemed like a cruel joke. 

“You care about me?” Merry sneered. 

“Of course, I do. You’re my child” Paulina approached Merry, “Do you think being a parent is easy? Yes, I admit I’ve said harsh things to you, but it was all for your own good.” 

Merry clenched her fists and stayed silent. 

Paulina would never admit she was wrong. In her eyes, Leila was the good child, and all the trouble was Merry’s doing. 

Because Leila would pass the buck, and Merry grew up straightforward and couldn’t talk to cheer her up. 

Merry scoffed, “Can’t you just act like you don’t have a daughter like me?” 

Seeing Merry still unrepentant, Paulina took a deep breath, “I’ve been reflecting, and I realize I’ve been too blased, which hurt you. But that’s just who I am, and I haven’t been able to educate you properly. I’ve tried everything. I’ve heard of a prestigious boarding school with military discipline that can help students kick their internet addiction. So, I’ve paid a hefty sum to enroll you. We’re going now.” 

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Merry protested. “I won’t go. I want to go back to Greenmeadow International School? 

Paulina called in two bodyguards who easily subdued Merry, and they all headed down to the car 

Merry stopped struggling, knowing escape was impossible for now. She’d wait until she got to the new school and then climb over the wall She was no stranger to such escapades. 

She looked out the window, her rood anxious and agitated. 

Soon, they arrived at the school, which was situated in the suburbs. 

Merry was pressed out of the car by the bodyguards and followed Paulina to the entrance of the new school. 

At the sight of the large closed iron gate, an inexplicable feeling of oppression and fear came over Merry. 

The headmaster and the homeroom teacher came out to greet them. 

Paulina, looking meaningfully at Merry, said, “Merry, I know you’re probably angry with me right now, but this is a good school. Remember Tommy from next door? A total terror since childhood, he straightened up after three years here. I’m doing this for your own good. Now, go with the teacher.” 

Merry was about to speak when the teacher smiled and gently guided her shoulder, saying, “Merry Jordan, is it? Come on, let’s go inside.” 

Merry followed the teacher, who was as stout as a barrel. 

The sound of the heavy iron gate closing startled her. 

Turning back, she felt a pang of unease. The students seemed numerous but strangely subdued. 

As she pondered this, the teacher ordered, “First thing, wash off that makeup.” 

Merry frowned, “I don’t have any makeup remover.” 

Before she could finish, the teacher grabbed her hair with surprising strength and dragged her to a fountain in the courtyard, “What are you doing?” 

Amidst her protests, the teacher turned on the fountain. Once it was full, he pushed her face down into the water. 

Panic surged in Merry as she struggled to breathe. 

The grip on the back of her head was too strong, and she couldn’t break free. As seconds dragged on and the suffocating sensation grew unbearable, just when she thought she’d pass out, the teacher finally released her. Gasping for air, she barely caught her breath before her head was plunged back into the water. 

This happened over and over until Merry lay soaked and powerless on the ground. 

The teacher stared down at her, “Will you behave now?” 

Merry, finally catching her breath, yelled, “This is intentional injury, and it’s illegal” 

She was silenced again by the water. 

“Will you behave?” The teacher snapped. 

Splash.