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.

Floyd, Cordelia got along with them well, experiencing for the first time in the game the reassurance of entrusting her back to her

commission, his presence in the

however, was tagging along with the coach to the venue,

group matches were held in smaller venues, with fewer spectators, which didn't faze Cordelia as much as the

They were in a stadium filled

Yates, thinking this massive crowd might intimidate

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

no sign of nervousness. His rebellious red hair was tucked under a black cap, a mask hiding his expressions, but his eyes sparkled with excitement and anticipation for the battle ahead, as if he couldn't wait to jump into the

was the one overthinking. How could these two possibly know

the locker

the VIP section with Everard. Can't wait to see you shine

gentle smile crossed Cordelia's face as she replied,

she paused,

right when members of the CM team headed to another locker room, their voices trailing off

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

having played a few group matches, and both new EW Club members preferred to compete anonymously,

wearing a white cap and a gray mask, a

it prevented Yates from standing out too much, and secondly, Cordelia wasn't keen on

Wade's comment about

the girl, huh? You're playing mid, right? But why the mask? Take

Club members

was about to respond when Cordelia inquired,

"CM's

said nonchalantly, "A defeated

Wade was taken aback.

a practice match. We weren't even trying!

calm, "See you on

they were ushered

top laner stood up, "I'll be

around was tedious, so Cordelia

Yates turned to Floyd, "Bro, after

The truth?

Cordelia blinked, puzzled.