Love or Die: CEO’ s Daily Dose of Swoon (Cordelia) novel Chapter 196

Chapter 196 

Sweetheart, like so many others, had a misconception about Greenmeadow International School. 

She thought it was just a playground for rich kids, a place to snag a diploma before jetting off to some fancy college abroad. They probably had terrible grades. 

And then there was Cordelia–acting in plays, gaming all night–surely, that was a recipe for wasted time. 

If she were any good at her studies, she wouldn’t be caught up in all that. 

Sweetheart was convinced that Cordelia’s grades must be tanking, so she really laid into her, “Okay, the game’s fun and all, but logging in every single night from nine to eleven? That’s a bit much, don’t ya think? Your mom doesn’t keep an eye on you or something? 

And with the SATS right around the corner, everyone’s burning the midnight oil, but here you are, gaming. It’s not a good look. 

Look, I know I’m being blunt, and maybe it’s not my place, but as a streamer, I’ve got to set a good example. It might not win me any popularity contests, but someone’s gotta say it–school matters!” 

Her words carried the weight of moral righteousness. 

Cordelia, on the receiving end, was taken aback. Her eyes widened just a fraction before she composed herself, corners of her mouth lifting into a faint smile. Then, without saying a word, she just walked away. She had no interest in explaining herself to a stranger. 

After she left the hotel, she had the Delaney family’s driver drop Everard home first. On the way, Everard chuckled, “So, girl, how did I do tonight?” 

Cordelia, who had been burying her nose in books, replied nonchalantly. “Not bad! 

Everard was speechless at her attitude. 

After dropping Everard at Midnight Scent, on her ride home, Cordelia’s phone pinged with a notification. 

It was a friend request from someone in the Pioneers Group. She never turned down requests from that circle. 

After accepting, the message came through 

Gamer said, [Lia, hey, it’s Floyd.] 

Floyd? Suddenly, it clicked. Floyd was the gamer she’d been matched with earlier. 

She texted back, [Hello.] 

Gamer said, [Cool, now we can duo whenever.] 

LearnLover replied, [Sure] 

Gamer continued. [Lia, do you know Yates?] 

LearnLover replied, [Yeah, we go to the same school.] 

Gamer paused, the typing indicator blinking on and off for what felt like ages before he finally messaged: [Is he doing okay?] 

Cordelia stared at the screen, unsure how to respond. 

Yates seemed fine–limbs intact, healthy as a horse, glued to his phone and gaming. What was there to worry about? 

As she pondered, another message popped up: [If he’s got any trouble, can you tell me?] 

Cordelia was confused. What kind of trouble could Yates be in? 

She was still deliberating when yet another message arrived: I just want to help him] 

Thinking of Yates‘ demeanor earlier that day and Floyd’s concerned tone, she sensed Floyd might have wronged Yates in some 

way. 

She replied, I can’t do that. It’s Yates‘ business. If he gives the okay, I’ll let you know I 

Gamer said. [Alright] 

She couldn’t breach Yates privacy without more context. Still, Cordelia couldn’t help but be curious. 

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Chapter 196 

So, back home, the first thing she did was ask Merry, “Do you know what’s up between Little Flame and the Demon King?” 

After a moment of confusion, Merry spilled “Well, I know some of it. I think it was five years ago. Yates met someone gaming. not sure how. They were thick as thieves, then had a falling out, and later became the notorious duo in the gaming scene. Yates even said he finally had a brother in this world. But a year after, he stopped talking about him, like they had a rift. He got real quiet then, hardly spoke a word until he met you. Since then, he’s opened up a bit.” 

One couldn’t blame Sweetheart for her assumptions. With Merry’s tale, she conjured a whole drama of love and betrayal. 

Merry warned, “But don’t bring it up. Flame No.1 mentioned it once and got a beating from Yates. It was rough.” 

Following Cordelia’s lead, Merry had started using nicknames too. 

Cordelia just nodded. 

They went upstairs to study, and the night passed in silence. 

The next morning, Cordelia and Merry headed to school, only to find Yates with his hair dyed red, awkwardly standing at the 

entrance 

Seeing them, he straightened up and fell into step beside Cordelia. 

He coughed, asking. “Lia, how do you know him?” 

Cordelia: “Hmm? Who?” Hmm? Who?