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?

still upset, suddenly rolled over and buried his face in the

and Cordelia exchanged looks and

Everard, who had been standing beside them, had

Outside the hospital.

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

pockets, had become colder and more intimidating after leaving Cordelia. Even Floyd, a feared figure in the esports world, struggled under his

kept his

closer. "Aren't

lifted his head, fear evident

firmly. "But I have someone I

statement made

of intense gaze,

gone, Floyd wiped the sweat from his forehead, having felt the murderous intent from

Floyd made his way back

Night had fallen.

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

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

rookies

from pro level.

club manager hurried over. "How did

Floyd replied. "It's fine."

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

manager continued.

invested all

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

wouldn't you let

upstairs to his room, simply stating. “He

The manager stood still.

Floyd added. "If you still respect me as your captain, then reject him, whether he wants

was

struggles and triumphs, how could there be no

left him no choice but

why? Everyone knew that shooter and Floyd

Yates was left alone as Cordelia and Merry stepped out