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.

a heavy heart, Floyd finally said,

about to strategize when Karl cut in, "But

all but the marksman. Despite playing through pain, his arm would be so sore after

pinnacle of the gaming

"Explaining Waller's arm will just sound like

only 6 PM, and professional gamers were no strangers to

in his twenties with a bit of extra weight, winced as a sharp pain shot

do it! I can hold up!"

in the face of defeat, they

would never back down from

team rallied,

determination, Floyd nodded, "Alright,

then turned to Cordelia, "You should practice solo for now. I'll

they couldn't

Floyd nodded in agreement. Putting Cordelia in the game now could easily throw

coach set up the game

to his station, Floyd caught sight of

his watch,

returning, he handed Yates a bowl of oatmeal, "Your stomach's been acting up. Eat on time. I made this oatmeal myself. It's got a nice layer of cream on top,

Yates was taken aback.

made

him a chair upon entering,

And now...

of annoyance and warmth. The

Yates thought, barely satiated, only to see Floyd taking the bowl

kid, stop

didn't

smiled, then returned to his station, leaving the

Cordelia, seeing the team

preoccupted with the scrimmage

to familiarize

1v1 mode, randomly