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?

over and buried his face in the

looks and nodded in

left, Cordelia realized that Everard, who had been standing

Outside the hospital.

up at the approaching footsteps and respectfully called out, "Mr.

his pockets, had become colder and more intimidating after leaving Cordelia. Even

kept his head

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

slowly lifted his head, fear

firmly. "But I have someone

made Everard

intense gaze, Everard

wiped the sweat from his forehead, having felt the

Floyd made

Night had fallen.

are night owls, and several teammates were still up, playing

accident, those who could persisted, but injuries had taken their toll on their agility,

these rookies

from pro level.

club manager

Floyd replied. "It's fine."

on, the manager sighed. "Floyd, I can't tell

manager continued. "After

invested all

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

voiced his confusion. "But why wouldn't you let the

respond, heading upstairs to his room, simply stating.

The manager stood still.

captain, then reject him, whether he wants to

was left

struggles and triumphs, how

no choice but to sigh

and Floyd used to be

was left alone