All Chapters of Too Late To Apologize, Mr. CEO: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

This afternoon in math class Mrs. Lawson asked me to come to her office. At first I was worried, because of the bad men trying to hurt Mommy, but Mrs. Lawson told me it was okay. She said I was going home to Mommy today! I was so happy I danced back to class. I couldn’t wait to tell Ethan about it. He was really happy, too, and we did the Hakuna Matata dance. Then he said he was going to live with Mommy. Of course he doesn’t talk, and he actually signed that he was going to bath with Claire. That wasn’t what he meant, though. I’m teaching him to sign better. I told him he could call her Mommy if he wanted. But he said he already had a Mom and he didn’t want to call Claire that. We almost got into a fight about it, but he said Mommy was beautiful and really really nice, and he loved her. So we made up again. That was how we first met, fighting about Mommy. Ethan hit me! He got into terrible trouble. But he said he was sorry and we’re mostly friends now. I feel bad for him. The bad

I took a sip of my coffee and opened up my social media. Maya handled all my work stuff, but I still had my personal accounts. How much did he pay you to look the other way, Claire?Media saint by day, gangster’s girlfriend by night. Disgusting.I tried not to look as I deleted the posts and blocked the senders. Then I opened my email, my stomach churning.As a survivor, I looked up to you, Claire. I thought you were out there with me, fighting the darkness. Finding out you were sleeping with the enemy the whole time is a slap in the face to every child you claimed to represent. You’ve ruined the credibility of the entire movement.We know where your office is, Claire. We know where you’re hiding. You don’t deserve peace after what you’ve done. You should be in a cell right next to your boyfriend. Don’t think that we’re going to let you crawl into a hole, like the cockroach you are, until the publicity fades. WE WILL NEVER FORGET.How much of Steps to Freedom’s funding actually came

“Why don’t you sit down at your desk?” Kurt said. “You’re back at work today, right?” He smiled with a casual charm that drew me in despite my doubts. I shifted uncomfortably in my chair. “Just until school lets out,” I said. “Then I need to pick up the children.”“Well then,” he said. He pulled out my desk chair for me and gestured towards it. I sat down and put my purse in the bottom drawer where it lived while I was at work. I put my hands on my desktop and smiled. I was back.Kurt picked up a tablet from his desk. “Okay. So, I’ve been looking over the rehabilitation metrics for the older children,” he said. “We’re losing a lot of them between the ages of sixteen and eighteen. They feel like they don’t have a bridge, a way into a productive life.”I nodded, impressed. “Yes, it’s called the ‘cliff effect.’ Once they age out their benefits, the world expects them to just… be okay.”“Exactly.” Kurt nodded. “I was thinking—and tell me if this is too corporate—what if Steps to Freedo

Bernard was not helpful. “Duude, you want a reservation at Samurai Sizzle? Tomorrow? You do know Baka Breakdown is on Saturday?”“No,” I replied, my voice rising in frustration. “I don’t even know what a Baka Breakdown is!”A group of people waiting outside the restaurant stared at me. One of them laughed. I turned away from them. Lowering my voice, I said, “C’mon Bernard, you’ve always come through for me in the past. You’re the man. Surely there must be something you can do?”“Don’t call me Shirley,” he replied automatically. “But maybe there is something I can do… Hang on a minute.”I hung on, watching as people in brightly-colored Asian-style costumes walked in and out of the restaurant. Maybe I should just give up and admit defeat. Just call Claire and tell her that what she wanted was impossible. And then she’d call Whittaker, who’d probably pull the reservations out of his back pocket. Where he kept stuff like that to impress much, much younger associates, so he could corrupt

The children had made some changes to their orca poster. They’d added a few sharks. And a sinking yacht… with little figures of people flailing around in the water. “I hope your father never sees that,” I said to Emma. “He’s always wanted a yacht.” “They’re bad for the fish,” she told me seriously. “Now what do you think of this one?” She held up a pretty green dress with flowers embroidered on the bodice. “It’s lovely,” I said. “Now go change. We don’t want to be late.” She scampered off, and I turned to Ethan. He showed me a pair of black jeans, then rummaged around in his dresser. He found a shark t-shirt and held it up with a sly smile. “Now, now,” I said. “Derek’s coming with us, you know.”Ethan went very still. “He’s the one who got us the reservations,” I explained. “If it wasn’t for him, we might have to go to Burger King or something.”Ethan relaxed slightly.“There’s that anime convention this weekend,” I continued, “and Samurai Sizzle is absolutely slammed. It’s a ki