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.

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

of commission, his presence in the

coach to

with fewer spectators, which

were in a stadium filled

Yates, thinking this massive crowd might intimidate them. Just as he was

words under her breath, not wasting a moment even as she

hair was tucked under a black cap, a mask hiding his expressions, but his eyes sparkled with excitement

overthinking. How

the locker

Lorna: "Lia, I'm sitting in the VIP section with Everard. Can't wait to see you shine in the finals!" Lorna made it a point

Cordelia's face as she

it, she paused, then

locker room, their voices

had already put on her mask, "So, this is your new marksman? Why

members

a white cap and a gray mask, a suggestion

prevented Yates from standing out too much,

comment about

"And the girl, huh? You're playing mid, right? But why the mask? Take it off, let us

EW Club

respond when Cordelia inquired, "Who's

"CM's jungler,

said nonchalantly,

Wade was taken aback.

the tables during a practice match. We weren't even trying! You really

calm, "See you on the

but they were ushered out to prevent any conflict

top laner stood up, "I'll

so Cordelia resumed her study of

the midst of her study, Yates turned to Floyd, "Bro, after the match, you owe

The truth?

Cordelia blinked, puzzled.