Love or Die CEO’s Daily Dose of Swoon

Chapter 247

Hearing that, Cordelia casually remarked, "Not too shabby."

Karl was speechless.

He opened his mouth, wanting to ask how many points she scored but hesitated, worried about embarrassing Cordelia. Just as he was wrestling with his thoughts, Yates blurted out, "How much did you get?"

Cordelia replied, "Three hundred and ten."

She nailed the bonus question too, so her total score was three hundred plus ten. But saying it that way felt a bit awkward, so she simply rounded it to three hundred and ten.

Karl was baffled.

Cordelia must not have done too well, right? Otherwise, why would she forget what she once said, that the perfect score was three hundred?

The score she casually mentioned exceeded that!

Karl started to speak, "The perfect score..."

Before he could finish, Clay tugged at his sleeve and shot him a warning glance: If Cordelia made up a score, let it be. Why dig deeper?! Isn't that even more embarrassing for her?!

Karl immediately caught Clay's drift and, though against his inner feelings, praised, "Not bad at all, that's a pretty good score!" Seeing their over-the-top reactions, Yates couldn't help but twitch his lips and asked, "Lia, isn't the perfect score three hundred?" Cordelia explained, "Oh, I got the bonus question right too, added ten points."

After saying that, she headed towards the training room.

Yates glanced at Karl and the others, their shocked faces amusing him as he proudly followed her in.

Floyd thought to himself... Cordelia scored a perfect score, what's there for you to act all proud about?

Soon, it was time for the finals.

Through their practice sessions, Cordelia began to embrace the spirit of teamwork. Karl was the team's jester, a bit short-tempered but his childish remarks always brought laughter.

Clay was more reserved.

Their top laner was the quiet type, not much for words.

for Yates and Floyd, Cordelia got along with them well, experiencing for the

arm was out of commission, his presence in the team more for moral

tagging along with the coach

smaller venues, with fewer spectators, which didn't faze Cordelia

in a stadium filled

this massive crowd might intimidate them. Just as he was about to offer some words of comfort,

through an English vocabulary book, muttering words under her breath, not wasting a moment even as

red hair was tucked under a black cap, a mask hiding his

coach realized... perhaps, he was the one overthinking. How

entered the

wait to see you

smile crossed Cordelia's face as she replied,

it, she paused, then

her phone right when members of the CM team headed to another locker

Yates and Cordelia, who had already put on her mask, "So, this is your new marksman? Why so

and both new EW Club members

wearing a white cap and a gray mask,

standing out too much, and secondly,

comment

the girl, huh? You're playing mid, right? But why the mask? Take it off, let us have a look. It's okay

EW Club members

respond when Cordelia inquired, "Who's

answered, "CM's jungler,

Cordelia said nonchalantly, "A

Wade was taken aback.

a practice match. We weren't even trying! You really think you're

remained calm, "See

were ushered

left, the top laner stood up, "I'll be

around was tedious, so Cordelia

her study, Yates turned to Floyd,

The truth?

Cordelia blinked, puzzled.