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

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

the coach to

spectators, which didn't faze

stadium filled with thousands, a sea of faces

the two newcomers, Cordelia and Yates, thinking this massive crowd might

under

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 the

he was the one overthinking. How

the locker

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

Cordelia's

sending it, she paused,

her phone right when members of the CM team headed to another locker room, their voices trailing off as they caught

and Cordelia, who had already put on her mask, "So, this is your

and both new EW Club members preferred to compete anonymously, a

a white cap and a

it prevented Yates from standing out too much,

Wade's comment about

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

EW Club members

to respond when Cordelia

answered, "CM's jungler,

Cordelia said nonchalantly, "A

Wade was taken aback.

turned the tables during a practice match. We weren't even trying! You really think you're something, huh?" Wade's

calm, "See

were ushered out to prevent any conflict

top laner stood up, "I'll be right

so Cordelia resumed her study of

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

The truth?

Cordelia blinked, puzzled.