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?

suddenly rolled over and buried his face

and Cordelia exchanged looks and nodded

Everard, who had

Outside the hospital.

stepped outside, he immediately straightened up at the approaching

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

his head

"Aren't you afraid of making

slowly lifted his head, fear

I have

statement made

intense gaze, Everard scoffed and walked

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

nerves, Floyd made his way back

Night had fallen.

several teammates were still up, playing into the

their toll on

these rookies

from pro level.

return, the club manager hurried over. "How

Floyd replied. "It's fine."

manager sighed. "Floyd, I can't tell

continued. "After

invested

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

then voiced his confusion. "But why wouldn't you let the top shooter join

heading upstairs to his room,

The manager stood still.

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

was left

and triumphs, how could there

left him no choice

that shooter and Floyd used to be

was left alone