Love or Die CEO’s Daily Dose of Swoon

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’d been matched with

She texted back, [Hello.]

now we

LearnLover replied, [Sure]

do you

we go to the same

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

at the screen, unsure

intact, healthy as a horse, glued to his phone and gaming. What was there

message popped up: [If he’s got

kind of trouble could Yates be

deliberating when yet another message arrived: I

and Floyd’s concerned tone, she sensed Floyd might have wronged

way.

business. If he gives the okay, I’ll let

Gamer said. [Alright]

without more context. Still, Cordelia

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ask Merry, “Do you know what’s up between Little Flame and the Demon

it. I think it was five years ago. Yates met someone gaming. not sure how. They were thick as

a year after, he stopped talking about him, like

couldn’t blame Sweetheart for her assumptions. With Merry’s tale, she conjured a whole drama of

bring it up. Flame No.1 mentioned it once and

Merry had started using nicknames

Cordelia just nodded.

and the

only to find Yates with his hair dyed red, awkwardly standing at

entrance

them, he straightened up and fell into step

coughed, asking. “Lia, how do you