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?

his face in the pillow. "I need

exchanged looks

left, Cordelia realized that Everard, who had been standing beside them,

Outside the hospital.

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

become colder and more intimidating after leaving Cordelia.

kept his head

closer. "Aren't you afraid of

his head, fear

"But I have someone I need to

made Everard

gaze,

his forehead, having felt

a deep breath to calm his nerves, Floyd made his way back to the gaming

Night had fallen.

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

those who could persisted, but injuries had taken their toll on their agility, prompting the team to train newcomers to

rookies

from pro level.

manager

Floyd replied. "It's fine."

I can't tell if

manager continued.

invested

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

wouldn't you let the top shooter

upstairs to his room, simply stating.

The manager stood still.

reject him, whether he wants to buy the

was left

triumphs, how could there be no

words left him no choice but

and Floyd used to be close

Yates was left alone as Cordelia and