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.

got along with them well, experiencing for the first time in

couldn't join them; his arm was out of commission, his presence in

along with the coach to

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

a stadium filled with thousands, a sea

crowd might intimidate

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

a mask hiding his expressions, but his eyes sparkled with excitement and

How could these two possibly know the

entered the locker

her phone and saw a message from Lorna: "Lia, I'm sitting in the VIP section with Everard. Can't wait to see you shine in

crossed Cordelia's face as she replied,

sending it, she paused,

another locker room,

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

members preferred to compete anonymously, a topic that had already sparked

and a gray mask, a suggestion

from standing out too much, and secondly, Cordelia wasn't

comment about

But why the mask? Take it off, let us have a look. It's okay if you're not

EW Club

was about to respond when Cordelia inquired, "Who's

"CM's

nonchalantly,

Wade was taken aback.

just because you almost turned the tables during a practice match. We weren't even trying! You

"See

were ushered out to

left, the top laner stood

around was tedious, so Cordelia resumed

Floyd, "Bro, after the match, you owe me

The truth?

Cordelia blinked, puzzled.