Chapter 196

Sweetheart, like so many others, had a misconception about Greenmeadow International School.

She thought it was just a playground for rich kids, a place to snag a diploma before jetting off to some fancy college abroad. They probably had terrible grades.

And then there was Cordelia–acting in plays, gaming all night–surely, that was a recipe for wasted time.

If she were any good at her studies, she wouldn’t be caught up in all that.

Sweetheart was convinced that Cordelia’s grades must be tanking, so she really laid into her, “Okay, the game’s fun and all, but logging in every single night from nine to eleven? That’s a bit much, don’t ya think? Your mom doesn’t keep an eye on you or something?

And with the SATS right around the corner, everyone’s burning the midnight oil, but here you are, gaming. It’s not a good look.

Look, I know I’m being blunt, and maybe it’s not my place, but as a streamer, I’ve got to set a good example. It might not win me any popularity contests, but someone’s gotta say it–school matters!”

Her words carried the weight of moral righteousness.

Cordelia, on the receiving end, was taken aback. Her eyes widened just a fraction before she composed herself, corners of her mouth lifting into a faint smile. Then, without saying a word, she just walked away. She had no interest in explaining herself to a stranger.

After she left the hotel, she had the Delaney family’s driver drop Everard home first. On the way, Everard chuckled, “So, girl, how did I do tonight?”

Cordelia, who had been burying her nose in books, replied nonchalantly. “Not bad!

Everard was speechless at her attitude.

After dropping Everard at Midnight Scent, on her ride home, Cordelia’s phone pinged with a notification.

It was a friend request from someone in the Pioneers Group. She never turned down requests from that circle.

After accepting, the message came through

Gamer said, [Lia, hey, it’s Floyd.]

Suddenly, it clicked. Floyd was the gamer

She texted back, [Hello.]

now we

LearnLover replied, [Sure]

do you

go to the same

for what felt like ages before he finally messaged: [Is he

the screen,

a horse, glued to his phone and

she pondered, another message popped up: [If he’s got any trouble, can you tell

confused. What kind of trouble could Yates

another message arrived: I just want to help

of Yates‘ demeanor earlier that day and Floyd’s concerned tone, she sensed Floyd might have wronged Yates

way.

do that. It’s Yates‘ business. If he gives the okay, I’ll let you know

Gamer said. [Alright]

Yates privacy without more context. Still, Cordelia couldn’t

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the first thing she did was ask Merry, “Do you know what’s up

five years ago. Yates met someone gaming. not sure how. They

he finally had a brother in this world. But a year after, he stopped talking about him, like they had a rift. He got real quiet then, hardly spoke a word until he

Sweetheart for her assumptions. With Merry’s tale, she

No.1 mentioned it once

lead, Merry had started using

Cordelia just nodded.

went upstairs to study, and the night

headed to school, only to

entrance

up and fell into

asking. “Lia, how do

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