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.

along with them well, experiencing for the first time in the game the reassurance of entrusting

of commission, his presence in

with the coach to the venue,

in smaller venues, with fewer spectators, which

filled with thousands,

the two newcomers, Cordelia and Yates, thinking this massive crowd might intimidate them. Just as

under her

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

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

the locker

Everard. Can't wait to see you shine in the finals!" Lorna made it a point to attend today's final, and Everard had picked her

Cordelia's face as

before sending it, she paused,

another locker room, their voices trailing off as they caught sight

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

members preferred to compete anonymously, a topic that

and a gray mask, a suggestion

Yates from standing out too much, and secondly,

Wade's comment

mid, right? But why the mask? Take it

Club

was about to respond

"CM's jungler,

nonchalantly, "A defeated

Wade was taken aback.

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

calm, "See you on the

to retort, but they were ushered

Wade left, the top laner

so Cordelia resumed

turned to Floyd, "Bro, after the match,

The truth?

Cordelia blinked, puzzled.