Love or Die CEO’s Daily Dose of Swoon

Chapter 227

Floyd's gaze was fixed on the ground, his fists clenched tightly.

He stared at Yates for a long moment before letting out a low chuckle. "Yates, I'd rather have you hate me."

After uttering those words, he stood up and took a step back.

He looked at Yates again and finally spoke. "You can't join the team. In the world of pro gamers, it's either you or me."

With that, he turned to leave.

But just as he reached the door, he suddenly heard a noise from behind.

Turning around, he saw Yates had grabbed a nearby glass and hurled it at him, shouting, "Floyd, go to hell!"

However, the glass missed, whizzing past Floyd's side.

"Crash!"

It hit the ground, shattering with a sharp sound.

Floyd looked back at Yates, his eyes filled with bitterness, but he repeated his stance. "If you still consider me your brother, then stay out of the pro leagues. No matter which team it is, if you join, I'll leave.”

After saying that, he pushed the hospital room door open and walked out.

From the moment they heard the glass break, three people outside rushed in. As they entered, they caught Floyd's harsh words. After Floyd left, the trio turned their gaze to Yates.

Merry was livid. "Damn! Yates, you've never been treated like this in your life! It's just the EW Club. Why not just buy it out and see how he likes that! The Big Boss might be tough, but can he really monopolize the entire esports world?! He's way too arrogant!"

Yates remained silent, his face dark.

The more Merry thought about it, the angrier he got, continuing, "I used to admire the Big Boss, but I never expected this. His words were just too much. Right, Lia?"

Cordelia nodded in agreement, assuring Yates. "Don't worry, I won't go."

How could she join Floyd's team after what he did to Little Flame?

and buried his face in the pillow. "I

exchanged looks and

that Everard, who had been standing beside

Outside the hospital.

at the

hands in his pockets, had become colder and more intimidating after leaving Cordelia. Even Floyd, a feared figure

kept his

took a step closer. "Aren't you afraid of making

fear evident

I have

statement made

a moment of intense gaze, Everard scoffed

wiped the sweat from his forehead, having

his nerves, Floyd made his way back to

Night had fallen.

several teammates were still

injuries had taken their toll on their agility, prompting the team

these rookies

from pro level.

Floyd return, the club manager hurried over.

Floyd replied. "It's fine."

tell if you love

continued.

invested all

talent even playing through your injuries. I thought you cared the most about

wouldn't

respond, heading upstairs to his

The manager stood still.

you still respect me as your captain, then reject him, whether he wants to buy the club or

manager was

of shared struggles and triumphs, how

choice

and Floyd

left alone as Cordelia and