Too Late Mr CEO: Watch Me Reign

gates of the Mckinney estate, the rele

Royces roared down the private road, swerving aggres

his eyes had settled into a terrifying, absolute zero coldness. He wa

NDA release from her hand,

Felicity screamed, her

. "But the two million dollars you embezzled from the corporate ac

lled, her nails biting into her palms

the ground, or my lawyers will have you arrested for corporate fraud in five minut

e massive bodyguards surrounding her. She had no choice. She dropped

uards grabbed her arms and shov

on Seaside Sanatorium. The wind coming off the ocean was freezing. Felicity

Camila was propped up on velvet pillows, sipping a bowl of expensive bird

ed, pushing the scalding hot bowl of soup toward

the bed, picked up the bowl, and dumped the boil

iquid soaked through the fabric. "Are you crazy?!

the screen. It displayed a massive transfer of funds-a loan she had secured

o the door and sn

ere she was headed, he had already dispatched this specialized, elite "care" team as a welcome gift for their new partnership. They ha

Felicity announced, crossing her arms.

forcefully back onto the mattress. "Time for your deep tissue physical therapy,

tual pain. "Security!

y handed her Brenda's fully licensed, top-tier medica

a chair, crossed he

to the room's Bluetooth speakers and blasted heavy meta

for the landline to call Ellsworth. Felicity calmly walke

e music, leaning close to Camila's terrified face, "

anceled the gourmet meals and forced Camila to eat bland, nutrient-dens

were bloodshot. Every time Felicity

e fourth day, the door

in his tracks. The room was filled with massive nurses, heavy m

unged forward, despe

e and simply tapped her own

ing smile onto her face. "Ellsworth," she choked out. "I'

ing perfectly innocent. He felt a deep unease, but since Camila didn't complain, he couldn't

icity walked over to the bed. S

She grabbed her coat. "Keep up the good work, Bren

at Camila's eyes were burning with a