Love or Die CEO’s Daily Dose of Swoon

Chapter 201

Floyd's voice carried a hint of nostalgia as he spoke, "You know, we used to be quite the team, the perfect marksman and support duo. Back in the days, we were unstoppable in the gaming world, unbeaten."

At that, Merry Jordan blinked in surprise. "Wait, you're the 'big bro' from the Nexus gaming platform?"

Big bro?

A smile began to spread across Floyd's face as he was about to confirm, when Yates Griffin, clearly annoyed, barked at Merry, "Merry, got an itch for chatter today, huh?"

Startled by his outburst, Merry stuck out her tongue and scurried behind Cordelia Delaney, seeking a semblance of safety.

Yates, running a hand through his fiery red hair, shot Floyd a glare but said nothing, striding past them.

After he left, Floyd's eyes dropped, momentarily revealing a flicker of complex emotions that he quickly masked, before turning to Cordelia. "Let's go." Yates walked ahead, his mood foul, feeling an indescribable restlessness coursing through him.

Over the years, news about Floyd always seemed to find its way to him.

His championships wins, his rise to the top as a solo player, their team's disbandment, the betrayal by a teammate...

Truth be told, despite his animosity, Yates felt a twisted satisfaction when Floyd faced betrayal. Yet, the irritation persisted.

He was doing well, and despite his irritation, Yates found himself drawn to news about Floyd.

Unknown to everyone, earlier in the year, on a whim, Yates had traveled to Ontoky City. In a moment of madness, he had found himself outside Floyd's club, staring at it like some jilted lover for what felt like hours...

Yates pushed open the door to the private dining room.

He took a seat at the edge, while Cordelia and Everard Watkins settled in the inner seats. Merry, cautious of Yates' volatile mood, quietly sat next to Cordelia, leaving just one spot open between Yates and Merry.

Floyd glanced over and moved to take the seat, but Yates abruptly shifted his chair to the side.

move was so sudden and aggressive, it caught

feeling petty,

on the table, yet his

still exuding an air of confidence. From this angle, Floyd's glasses seemed unchanged, hinting at a stable

to have no intention of speaking directly to Yates, turning instead to Cordelia, "Lia, how long are you staying this

for about twenty days. After

nodded, calculating. "So, around early

a few dishes, add whatever you fancy." Without hesitance, Cordelia added a couple of meat

to Everard, he

it's ordered," Floyd

nodded at Cordelia,

the most famous in Ontoky City, it's unparalleled because they don't franchise; it's one of a

understanding, glancing at Everard, who seemed quite familiar

chatted, Yates remained silent. Soon, the food

first dish was beer-battered

looked puzzled. "Isn't the

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intentionally left on, fried to a crisp, making them

fish. He and Floyd had once enjoyed this dish in Guilford, finding it delicious. But how could Ontoky City have Guilford's beer- battered

the server explained to Merry, "This dish was a special request by Mr. Floyd. We sourced the fish and perfected the recipe to

paused at that, his

averting his gaze as Floyd turned to him, then slammed his chopsticks down, grumbling, "Eating scales is disgusting!" Silence fell

the sizzling

lamb, but this preparation was the only way he'd ever

tried a

Floyd started, "Yatesy,

"I don't like lamb."