Overprotected By My Tsundere CEO

Chapter 876 - 570: The Fake Master [08] Bows to the Sugar Daddy

The car didn’t belong to Pedro Langley.

It was a sports car, and as it got closer, it sped up, heading straight toward Nora Scott. Nora didn’t even frown, standing casually in place, and just as it was about to hit, the sports car swerved and stopped at the side.

"Do you even know how to drive?!" Shaw was already rolling up his sleeves, ready to curse.

The car door was pushed open, and Adrian Sullivan stepped out with a gloomy face, emitting an aura of darkness and irritation, and walked straight toward Nora, ready to pick a fight.

However, before he got close, Shaw blocked Nora, with a dark face asking, "What do you want?!"

Adrian Sullivan, hot-headed, angrily roared, "Move aside, it’s none of your business!"

"Who are you talking to?"

Shaw had a temper, and as he spoke, he directly made a move, shoving Adrian Sullivan on the shoulder.

As someone with limited fighting skills, Adrian Sullivan clearly overestimated his combat ability, staggered back after a push, taking several steps back, creating a distance from Nora and Shaw.

Shaw: "..."

Damn?

A young man like this, how does he end up acting like a professional victim? It was just a light push, yet he backed off farther than if he’d been kicked.

The bamboo flute twirled twice in Nora’s hand, and she grabbed one end, nudging Shaw aside with it, giving herself a clear view. She lifted her eyes to look at Adrian Sullivan, whose face was full of disbelief after stabilizing himself.

"Defending your sister without even training a bit," Nora casually glanced at Adrian Sullivan, a faint cold smile curving her lips, "Are you even a real sis-con?"

"You!"

Adrian Sullivan was furious.

He rushed up, raising his fist, but Nora sidestepped nimbly, her gaze sharp, using the bamboo flute as a weapon to strike rapidly at Adrian Sullivan’s wrist, shoulder, back, and knee. With a series of swift maneuvers, Adrian Sullivan was forced to kneel on one knee.

"Still as effective as ever."

The non-combatant Shaw stood by, giving a thumbs-up and showering compliments.

Nora ignored him, looking down at Adrian Sullivan, "If you lack skills, stop causing trouble. You’re as annoying as a grasshopper."

"You!" Furious and insulted, Adrian Sullivan jumped up, pointing at Nora and shouting, "You venomous woman! You’ve ruined my sister’s life! She’s beautiful and talented, and you can’t tolerate her?"

Shaw was astonished, "Good heavens, there’s someone better looking than you?"

"Bollocks."

Nora gritted her teeth, feeling insulted.

"..."

Shaw blinked, thinking Nora was effortlessly intimidating, even when swearing she was striking.

Glancing at Shaw, Nora instructed, "Drag him away, he’s annoying."

"Alright."

Shaw nodded eagerly.

Saying that, he stepped closer to Adrian Sullivan, grabbed his arm, and started pulling him towards the villa.

Adrian Sullivan yelled, "What do you want to do!" "Let go of me!" "Are you crazy, don’t touch me!" while Shaw turned a deaf ear, handling Adrian Sullivan like a scarecrow, easily throwing him away.

The early-rising experts and professors sneaked a peek at the unfolding drama, and while lamenting how Nora and Shaw bullied people, they chose to mind their own business, looking for breakfast to fill their stomachs.

Coming back, Shaw wanted to gossip about the feud between Nora and Adrian Sullivan, but just as he was about to speak, they saw a modified off-road vehicle coming over.

It stopped next to the sports car.

In Pedro Langley’s view, there was only Nora. He selectively ignored the burly man with her, unclasping his seatbelt wanting to get out, but upon hearing Nora’s whisper, the man rushed over, pulled open the car door, and respectfully invited Pedro Langley out while calling —

"Grandpa!"

"..."

Pedro Langley paused, a vein popping on his forehead, his gaze swept over the man’s rugged looks, he was certain this person carried none of his family genes, definitely not a blood relative.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Nora laughing, Pedro Langley calmly got out of the car, smoothing his sleeves, then raised his eyes, his gaze carefully scanning Shaw’s eager face, word by word asking, "Should I give a red envelope?"

For some reason, his casual words made Shaw’s heart flutter. Shaw stepped back, glanced at this man, and put aside his teasing demeanor.

Pedro Langley was dressed in formal attire, neat and upright, exuding the elite style Shaw disliked. But the man radiated an aura, precisely honing it, skillfully grasping one’s throat, making it hard for them to move neither up nor down, not dominating the scene but impossible to ignore.

He was entirely different from Nora.

But, there was one thing similar to Nora —

Unintentionally, he made others feel inferior, subconsciously lowering their heads without realizing.

"No need." Nora lazily replied, glancing inside the villa, "Have you eaten, join us?"

"Mm."

Pedro Langley nodded slightly.

Shaw trailed behind Pedro Langley and Nora like a tail.

*

When Pedro Langley appeared at the door, the two security guards instinctively wanted to stop him, but seeing Nora and Shaw again, they were uncertain about the situation, so they glanced at each other, at a loss.

At this moment, Ryan Ford arrived at the door.

"Looking at Captain Ford’s reaction, he didn’t stop it, so people should be allowed to go in."

"Okay."

The two security guards muttered and discussed.

However, Ryan Ford directly approached Pedro Langley, glanced at the three of them, frowned when he saw Shaw and Nora Scott, but softened his expression upon seeing Pedro Langley, "Mr. Langley."

Ryan Ford, who was generally aloof and indifferent to everyone, proactively reached out to Pedro Langley with a rather amiable demeanor.

"Captain Ford."

Pedro Langley shook hands with him.

Nora Scott frowned, a bit displeased. — Shake hands for what? Doesn’t it feel dirty?!

"You haven’t had breakfast yet, come inside." Ryan Ford said politely.

Pedro Langley nodded slightly.

"Bowing down to money," Shaw moved beside Nora Scott, whispering, "I remembered, there’s a major investor coming today, providing seventy percent of the funds. That must be the ’grandpa,’ right?"

"...Yes."

Seeing Ryan Ford’s attitude towards the major investor, Nora Scott felt it was more than likely.

Shaw curiously asked, "Is the grandpa very wealthy?"

"Merely a hundred billion net worth."

"..."

Looking at Pedro Langley’s tall and upright figure, Shaw felt his knees were a bit weak.

*

The project’s budget was indeed a bit tight, but in September, Pedro Langley’s Victor Technology suddenly thought of the project team leader, expressing an interest in investing, with a significant amount and offering some technical support.

Undoubtedly, it was timely assistance.

A young entrepreneur with a strong family background, most would show him some respect. Even though the project team consisted of academic-focused individuals, they still call out "Mr. Langley" when they see him.

The attitude of these people towards Nora Scott and Pedro Langley was vastly different.

"Money really is like a parent," Shaw marveled, "it’s the same in every circle."

Nora Scott agreed, "Having money is really nice."

Originally without much ambition for money, Nora Scott found her views slightly skewed after seeing Pedro Langley repeatedly use money to take shortcuts.

The two were still muttering, as Pedro Langley and Ryan Ford had already seated themselves.

At this point, Pedro Langley glanced at Nora Scott, with a gentle and tender gaze, quite different from the indifference when facing Ryan Ford, he said, "Nora, come sit over here."

Ryan Ford: "..."

Nora Scott responded with "Oh," and went over, casually sitting beside Pedro Langley.

Shaw followed right after.

Since it was a four-seater, not spacious, there was only one seat left beside Ryan Ford, he sat next to Ryan Ford without hesitation.

Ryan Ford’s face instantly darkened completely.

The three chose to ignore it.

"Mr. Langley, you know them?" Ryan Ford asked with a furrowed brow.

To him, Pedro Langley and Nora Scott and Shaw belonged to completely different worlds, unlikely to connect, but seeing them together, he realized—perhaps their relationship wasn’t bad?

Shaw rolled his eyes.

"Yes."

Pedro Langley replied, without much explanation, but placed the freshly peeled egg onto Nora Scott’s plate.

Nora Scott seemed accustomed to this, she poked it with a fork and started eating.

Ryan Ford: "..." Having a stomach ache.

A proper breakfast, Ryan Ford ate with indigestion—caused by Nora Scott’s irritating behavior.

To eat a boiled egg, it has to be peeled by someone; to drink porridge, it has to be stirred for cooling by someone; to eat a fried dough stick, it has to be cut into small pieces by someone... Acting just like a little ancestor.

Ryan Ford believed he had a good impression of Pedro Langley, young and accomplished, pursuing ideals and practical work, but he hadn’t expected a hero to fall at the beauty barrier, obediently serving Nora Scott. Considering Nora Scott sitting with him already lowered his standards, let alone his continuous adherence to her.

Out of sight, out of mind, Ryan Ford bid farewell early, unwilling to stay even a moment longer.

"Agitating him makes me happy."

Nora Scott happily drank the porridge.

Pedro Langley chuckled, picking up a tissue to wipe her mouth, "Finish up and then pack your things before the meeting."

"Oh."

Nora Scott nodded slightly.

Shaw was puzzled, "What things to pack?"

Nora Scott glanced at him, without speaking.