Love or Die: CEO’ s Daily Dose of Swoon (Cordelia) novel Chapter 251

From a distance, Cordelia watched the two men with an unusual sense of urgency. Why hadn't Little Flame asked about the masks yet? But her concern was moot; Yates never broached the subject. After exchanging a few pleasantries with Floyd, they headed backstage, their interest in the front-stage events seemingly waning.

Without Floyd, the post-game interviews lost their appeal. Yates and Cordelia, still masked, obviously refused to participate, leaving the stage for Clay, the top laner, Waller, and the retirement ceremony for their hospitalized marksman. Both Clay and the top laner, when reminiscing, were visibly moved, tears brimming in their eyes. The atmosphere turned somber, a stark reminder of the inevitable end awaiting all esports athletes.

Clay, with a trembling voice, proclaimed, "I've done my part with a clear conscience. The spirit of esports will live on forever!" The crowd erupted, their chants of "EW Club, immortal!" filling the air. Even Cordelia, usually stoic, felt a surge of emotion as she watched the sea of glow sticks waving back and forth.

Her gaze fell, and the moment was broken by the sudden presence of Everard at her side, engrossed in his phone. "What are you looking at?" she asked. Everard handed her the phone, revealing a fan-made "ship" thread about them. Cordelia was perplexed.

The post detailed how fans had pieced together clues, convinced that Everard's return to the gaming scene was driven not by his love for esports but for love itself. The details amused Cordelia, though she was more curious about Everard's gaming prowess, which seemed well-known among the fans.

Everard, catching on to her interest, smiled, "I've had my moments on the national server. And no, I'm not just about romance." Cordelia rolled her eyes, certain he'd overheard her rant to Little Parrot.