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 Cordeliaâacting in plays, gaming all nightâsurely, that was a recipe for wasted time.
If she were any good at her studies, she wouldnât be caught up in all that.
Sweetheart was convinced that Cordeliaâs grades must be tanking, so she really laid into her, âOkay, the gameâs fun and all, but logging in every single night from nine to eleven? Thatâs a bit much, donât ya think? Your mom doesnât keep an eye on you or something?
And with the SATS right around the corner, everyoneâs burning the midnight oil, but here you are, gaming. Itâs not a good look.
Look, I know Iâm being blunt, and maybe itâs not my place but as a streamer, Iâve got to set a good example. It might not win me any popularity contests, but someoneâs gotta say itâschool matters!â
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 familyâs driver drop Everard home first. On the way, Everard chuckled, âSo, girl, how did do tonight?â
Cordelia, who had been burying her nose in books, replied nonchalantly. âNot bad!
Everard was speechless at her attitude.
After dropping Everard at Midnight Scent, on her ride home Cordeliaâs 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, itâs Floyd.]
Floyd? Suddenly, it clicked. Floyd was the gamer sheâd 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 , 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 fineâlimbs intact, healthy as a horse, glued to his phone and gaming. What was there to worry about?
As she another message popped up: [If heâs 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 Yatesâ demeanor earlier that day and Floydâs concerned tone, she sensed Floyd might have wronged Yates in some
way.
She replied, I canât do that. Itâs Yatesâ business. If he gives the okay, Iâll let you know I
Gamer said. [Alright]
couldnât breach Yates without more context. Still, Cordelia couldnât help but be curious.
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Chapter 196
So, back home, the first thing she did was ask Merry, âDo you know whatâs up between Little Flame and the Demon King?â
After a moment of confusion, Merry spilled âWell, 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 Since then, heâs opened up a bit.â
One couldnât blame Sweetheart for her assumptions. With Merryâs tale, she conjured a whole drama of love and betrayal.
Merry warned, âBut donât bring it up. Flame No.1 mentioned it once and got a beating from Yates. It was rough.â
Following Cordeliaâs 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. âLia, how do you know him?â
Cordelia: âHmm? Who?â Hmm? Who?
Yates: âFloyd.â
Cordelia: Just through gaming.â
Yates let out a âhuhâ and seemed a touch forlorn. Just as the group was about to go their separate ways, Cordelia suddenly. halted in her tracks. âHe texted me yesterday, asked me to keep him updated on your situation, said he wanted to help . Should I tell him?â
Yatesâ expression ignited with fervor at her words.
Fire flashed in his eyes, and he glared fiercely. âDonât you dare. I have nothing to do with him!â
Cordelia: Okay.â
With that, Yates stormed off, his anger trailing behind him like a storm cloud.
Cordelia and Merry exchanged a look, both choosing to remain silent.
Back in the classroom, while Cordelia was absorbed in a book, Merry suddenly cursed under her breath. She spun around, her anger palpable. âLia, that Sweetheart is just revolting! Sheâs flaunting her fancy education background today!â
After her outburst, she showed Cordelia the post.
Sweetheartâs background had been exposed. It turned out she was a senior at a prestigious university in Ontoky City, and she was on social media urging everyone to hit the books ,
She didnât single anyone out, but her followers were quick to tag Cordelia in the comments.
ââAs a high school senior, you really should be buried in your studies, not video games. Maybe if you really apply yourself, you could end up at a university in Ontoky City, bump into our Sweetheart! @Cordeliaâ
ââEven though I feel Sweetheart is pretentious, sheâs got a point. You gotta study hard. Having money at home doesnât mean you should take shortcuts. @Cordeliaâ