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

them; his arm was out of commission, his presence in the team more

coach to the

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

filled with thousands, a sea of faces in the

crowd might intimidate

book, muttering words under her breath, not wasting a

hand, showed 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

he was the one overthinking. How could these two

entered the locker

sitting in the VIP section with Everard. Can't wait to see you shine in the finals!" Lorna made it a point to attend today's final,

crossed Cordelia's face as she replied,

it, she paused,

of the CM team headed to another locker room, their

on her mask, "So, this is your new marksman? Why so secretive? Got

a few group matches, and both new EW Club members preferred to compete anonymously, a topic that

a white cap and a gray mask,

out too much,

comment about

Cordelia, "And the girl, huh? You're playing mid, right? But why the mask?

Club

about to respond when Cordelia inquired, "Who's

"CM's jungler,

Cordelia said nonchalantly, "A

Wade was taken aback.

We weren't even trying! You really think you're something, huh?"

calm, "See you on the

wanted to retort, but they were ushered out to prevent any conflict between

top laner stood up,

around was tedious, so Cordelia resumed her study of English

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

The truth?

Cordelia blinked, puzzled.