Love or Die CEO’s Daily Dose of Swoon

Chapter 238

Karl glanced over at Cordelia, only to see her already acclimated to her new keyboard, fingers dancing over the pink keys matched with its coordinating mouse. This sight only added to his irritation.

They were here for a competition. Why the need for such girly gear?

As he pondered, the door suddenly burst open. The EW Club's coach stormed in, his brow furrowed as he announced, "CM challenged us to a scrimmage."

CM, the perennial underdogs led by Wade, chose now of all times to throw down the gauntlet, clearly aiming to mess with their heads, knowing full well that today marked the debut of their new marksman.

Floyd was the first to respond, "Just decline it."

The coach shook his head, "Wade tweeted it. If we decline, it'll look like we're scared. But going now..."

His gaze drifted to Cordelia, skepticism written all over his face.

Putting aside the question of skill, every player has their own style. It takes time to gel as a team before facing off in official competitions.

The newbie couldn't possibly mesh with the team on short notice.

Floyd frowned, checking his phone to indeed find Wade's tweet:

"Wanna scrimmage? @EW Club"

Followed by a slew of taunts:

-Do they dare? LOL.

-If I were EW Club, I'd jump at the chance. New marksman and all, it's the perfect way to mesh, especially against a team like CM.

-Right. No reason to decline. Bring it on.

-If EW Club backs out, I'm unfollowing. Can't respect that.

Using the threat of losing followers to coerce them. Clever.

heavy heart, Floyd finally said,

cut in, "But Waller's shoulder needs a rest today.

the marksman. Despite playing through pain, his arm would be so

frustrated, knew their position at the pinnacle of the gaming world was at stake. CM was pushing them

"Explaining Waller's arm will just

it was only 6 PM, and professional gamers were no

his twenties with a bit of extra weight, winced as

it! I can

in the face of defeat, they had

would never back

team rallied, "Right, we

team's determination, Floyd nodded, "Alright, let's get

"You should practice solo for now.

couldn't afford to lose

Putting Cordelia

the decision made, the coach set up the game room for the

to his station, Floyd caught

at his watch, "Give

Yates a bowl of oatmeal, "Your stomach's been acting up. Eat on time. I made

Yates was taken aback.

had a way of caring that made you feel comfortable in the

offered him a chair upon

And now...

the bowl, feeling a mix of annoyance and warmth. The oatmeal was perfect, its warmth and

only to see Floyd taking the bowl

kid, stop treating

he didn't

returned to his station, leaving the team in a

Cordelia, seeing the team

preoccupted with the scrimmage

familiarize

by playing a 1v1