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?

buried his

looks and

Everard, who had

Outside the hospital.

stepped outside, he immediately straightened up at the approaching footsteps and respectfully called out, "Mr.

intimidating after leaving Cordelia. Even Floyd, a feared figure in the esports world, struggled under

kept his head

step closer. "Aren't you afraid of making me

fear evident in

firmly. "But I

made Everard

intense gaze,

sweat from his forehead, having felt the murderous intent from Everard for a brief

calm his nerves, Floyd made his way back

Night had fallen.

gamers are night owls, and several teammates were still up, playing into the early

who could persisted, but injuries had taken their toll on their

these rookies were

from pro level.

manager hurried over. "How did it

Floyd replied. "It's fine."

manager sighed. "Floyd, I can't tell if you love

manager continued.

you invested

team afloat. You've been tirelessly scouting new talent even playing through your

wouldn't you let the top shooter

respond, heading upstairs to his room, simply stating.

The manager stood still.

reject him, whether he wants to buy the club or

manager was

of shared struggles and triumphs, how could there be

no choice but to sigh

Everyone knew that shooter and Floyd used to be close

alone