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.]

the gamer she’d been

She texted back, [Hello.]

now we

LearnLover replied, [Sure]

do you know

we go to the same

blinking on and off for what felt like ages before

screen, unsure how

fine–limbs intact, healthy as a horse, glued to his phone and gaming. What

up: [If he’s got any trouble, can you tell

What kind of trouble could Yates be

yet another message

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

way.

If

Gamer said. [Alright]

couldn’t breach Yates privacy without more context.

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was ask Merry, “Do you know what’s up between Little

spilled “Well, I know some of it. I think it was five years ago. Yates

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

blame Sweetheart for her assumptions. With Merry’s tale, she conjured a whole

don’t bring it up. Flame No.1 mentioned it once and got a beating from Yates. It was

had started using

Cordelia just nodded.

upstairs to study, and the night

school, only to find Yates with his hair dyed red,

entrance

straightened up and

asking. “Lia, how