Overprotected By My Tsundere CEO

Chapter 889 - 583: Fake Antiques [10] Nora: Exposing the Nora Sophie CP

"No wonder it’s him."

After a long pause, Nora Scott expressed her admiration.

No wonder it’s him, cautious to such an extent, with this kind of base still not safe enough, and various locations being dispersed.

"Is it possible that there’s more than a second one?" Nora asked again.

"Yeah." Pedro Langley nodded slightly, "With insufficient intelligence, it’s very difficult to capture everything at once when acting."

"Speaking of which," Nora paused for a moment and continued, "Biel Hall has been investigating in Yangel, and discovered several suspected locations, but every time a thorough investigation is conducted, it turns out to be nothing. Is it possible—"

Nora squinted her eyes, "that many locations are created, playing with reality and falsehood, switching back and forth?"

"..."

Hearing this speculation, even someone as shrewd as Pedro couldn’t help but twitch at the corner of his forehead, silently cursing in his heart, old fox.

The more Nora thought about it, the more plausible it seemed. She suddenly lost her appetite, tossed her chopsticks aside, and reclined back, laughing with exasperation, "Damn. Why doesn’t he just turn it into a beehive? Even drug dealers aren’t this meticulous."

Pedro’s brow twitched slightly and he said in a deep voice, "It’s originally just in case—"

"Hmm?"

Pedro said, "I brought a set of eavesdropping equipment in the car."

Nora blinked her eyes.

Tapping lightly on the side window, Pedro continued, "I just saw Ivan Ford and Butler Fong enter the shop, do you want to give it a try?"

Pedro was referring to the matter of "Ivan Ford having Ward’s golden cicada counterfeit."

Ward’s golden cicada is unique, impossible to find a second one. Having seen it several times, Nora can of course discern the real from the fake, so she could tell at a glance that Ivan’s was fake.

However, just like their analysis, if the counterfeit was among those meant to trap the Ford Family, Johan Ford would have undoubtedly disposed of all of them, there’s no way a fake would have come from the Ford Family. So where did Ivan’s counterfeit come from, it’s something worth pondering.

Furthermore, Butler Fong’s protection of Johan Ford seemed quite abnormal.

If Butler Fong was indeed causing trouble internally, then he might just have secret connections with Alexander Vaughn’s fake gang...

"Let’s go." Nora decided decisively, stood up, glanced at the sumptuous meal on the table with a sense of regret, and added, "Pack it up!"

"..."

The lady of the house treasures food, and deserves praise.

The grandeur and boldness inherent in her every move, appearing in such a setting, had a somewhat incongruous feel.

*

Ten minutes later.

Nora and Pedro sat in the back seat of the SUV, each with an earphone. Several packed lunchboxes were placed in the middle, Nora held a serving of rice, eating while listening to movements, looking nothing like an earthly Heavenly Immortal.

"..."

Pedro felt that his heavenly filter of Nora was probably at its end.

After a few bites, Nora frowned irritably, removed her earphone, and tossed it to Pedro, "So slow, even ordering food takes forever."

She was simply impatient.

Pedro wasn’t surprised, picked up the earphone, and placed it in his ear.

"What if they don’t talk about it, and our date ends up with them just babbling about which dishes are delicious?" Nora was a little frustrated.

She was considering getting someone to monitor them.

However, finding someone trustworthy on such short notice would be difficult. After all, a meal doesn’t last long, by the time people arrive, they’d have left.

The eavesdropping device was placed in the private room by bribing the staff and won’t follow Ivan and Butler Fong around, the opportunity was just now.

Pedro chuckled lightly, reaching out to poke her cheek, brushing with his thumb, amusingly saying, "If there’s no information, we can still enjoy the night market."

Nora paused and tilted her head to ask, "Then should I eat less?"

"..."

Well, that’s not necessary, being full is the priority.

Fortunately, Nora just said it casually, without deliberately leaving space in her stomach for the night market. After all, she didn’t want this time to be wasted and was certainly hoping to obtain useful information.

Nora was already halfway through her meal, and in a few more bites was full, put away the lunchbox, and started chatting idly with Pedro.

Until—

"It’s starting."

Pedro suddenly said.

Nora raised her eyebrows in surprise.

Pedro handed one earpiece back to Nora.

"Damn, my golden cicada is gone!" Ivan seemed to have only just realized the golden cicada had been swiped, furious and frantic.

Butler Fong was rather casual, "It’s not anything valuable, if it’s gone, then so be it."

Ivan Ford cursed a few times and eventually let it go.

"What’s the deal with that guy named Pedro? I got beaten up for nothing, and it’s just going to be let off like that?" Ivan Ford didn’t follow up on the fake antique, but shifted the topic, asking with considerable resentment.

Butler Fong said solemnly, "He’s the investor for Second Shaw’s team, quite influential, can’t be offended openly."

Ivan Ford immediately said, "Not openly, meaning—"

"I’ll first find out his address, and then send someone to hassle him. I’ll definitely help you vent this anger."

"That sounds good."

...

Nora Scott glanced at Pedro Langley teasingly, "What to do, someone’s coming to find us. Can you handle it?"

"Butler Loxley is just for show?" Pedro Langley asked leisurely.

"..."

Remembering the expert hidden at home, Nora Scott was momentarily speechless.

After all, Butler Loxley was capable of anything.

...

During the idle chat between Butler Fong and Ivan Ford, just as Nora Scott was growing impatient listening, Ivan Ford finally brought the topic back.

"What time did we agree with them?" Ivan Ford asked.

"Seven-thirty," Butler Fong replied, "In a bit, someone will pick us up."

Upon hearing this, Pedro Langley and Nora Scott exchanged glances, simultaneously stopping their conversation, listening attentively.

"What a mystery," Ivan Ford scoffed.

"If not cautious, how can business grow this big?" Butler Fong asked coldly.

"..." Ivan Ford didn’t argue, just said, "Anyway, it’s casual. After this cooperate, we’ll push the old man to divide Johan Ford’s rights. Now, everything at home listens to him, it’s frustrating."

Then Ivan Ford vented about Johan Ford, essentially complaining that coming home late made him lose out on family assets, and he constantly faced disapproval from the two other young masters. His educational environment was vastly different, compared to Johan Ford and Ryan Ford, he had nothing else but indulgence to match them.

At home, he’s just being oppressed.

It’s because of this that Ivan Ford and Butler Fong teamed up. Butler Fong connected Alexander Vaughn to benefit from, while helping Ivan Ford seize power from Johan Ford where possible, promising to share benefits between them.

To Butler Fong, after decades of service for the Ford Family, Johan Ford denied him any opportunities for personal gain, which was ruthless. However, with Ivan Ford, interests align, and when true intentions are revealed, they can easily cooperate. Besides, Ivan Ford is naïve and easy to control, making him the ideal target.

"Tsk," Nora Scott unintentionally ate a large chunk of melon, marveling, "Family secrets bring an exciting twist."

Pedro Langley: "..." Our family doesn’t have melon for you to eat, really sorry about that.

"By the way, are there any writers writing slash fiction about the three of you brothers?" Nora Scott asked, suddenly interested, "Like brotherly betrayal, love-hate relationships or something. There’s a lot written about me; I even saw a Nora Sophie pairing yuri fiction last time, it gave me chills."

Pedro Langley: "..." Do your fans know about this hobby of yours?

No.

It’s the first time he discovered Nora Scott had such a hobby!

How many secrets and surprises does she have that he doesn’t know about?!

"There’s one about you and Camilo, written quite well; I’ve been following it." Nora Scott went on her own, asking, "Want to see it?"

"...No, thank you."

"Cold, mysterious dominant type and cultured corrupt submissive, it’s rather accurate. Makes me think she knows you two."

Pedro Langley held back, took a deep breath, then suddenly, in a moment of impulse, asked, "Is there one for Marcus Shaw and Oliver Scott?"

"...There might be, haven’t searched." Nora Scott said, "Some are written directly in my comments section, with thousands of wacky fans serializing stories about the brothers’ campus love... um, brotherly bond. I was too busy then to read closely."

Considering she’s their actual sister, Nora Scott refrained from being too explicit.

Pedro Langley: "..." You really are a good sister.

After a three-second silence, fearing Nora Scott might bring up another shocking pairing, Pedro Langley removed his headset and focused on business, "Tracking is a bit challenging, but installing a tracker..." he studied Nora Scott, "You should find it easy."

"Name your price—" Nora Scott started, paused, then realized, "Oh, habit. Free of charge."

"..."

She was certainly thinking of a certain writer’s pairing.

Handing Nora Scott a bottle of mineral water, Pedro Langley encouraged her to drink and calm down, lest she start discussing pairings during operations.

Nora Scott found the conversation amusing, treating it as a joke, not knowing Pedro Langley misunderstood her deeply. So, after finishing the water, she never brought it up again, gradually allowing Pedro Langley to relax.

"Let’s go," grabbing the equipment Pedro Langley provided, Nora Scott feared recognition, taking off her jacket to reveal a short sleeve as she jumped out of the car. As she landed, she took one last look back, her bright eyes sparkling, "Want to hang out at the night market later?"

"Sure."