Overprotected By My Tsundere CEO-Chapter 381 - 233: Master Pedro’s Flirty Words Never End

Chapter 381: Chapter 233: Master Pedro’s Flirty Words Never End
On the internet, the hype around "Nora Scott hits Zero" is getting higher.
A post titled [Same Style Bracelet, Solid Evidence of Nora Scott Hitting Zero!] has been screenshotted by netizens and reposted on various forums and websites. Twitter has also gradually gathered a crowd discussing this matter.
Zero and Nora Scott are like two extremes.
The former floats in the sky, still the pinnacle of the comic circle, while the latter is trampled underfoot, at best a bottom-tier celebrity in the entertainment industry.
No one would imagine putting the two of them together.
Therefore, most people believe that this post has a high degree of authenticity, and the original poster’s reasoning is convincing. A large number of netizens are eagerly awaiting further developments.
Will Nora Scott stick to the script, or will she cut her losses in time and find another way?
With hearts full of enthusiasm for gossip, they are very much looking forward to the result.
Meanwhile—
Nora Scott or Zero, in the center of this public opinion, after spending a whole day with Henry Chapman in Greenhill Town, returned to wash and sleep.
*
Hotel, first-floor stairway entrance.
Near midnight, the crew members had long dragged their tired bodies upstairs. Few guests came and went, the hallway was silent, and you could hear a pin drop.
"Smack."
The crisp and loud sound of a slap rang out in the hallway, shocking the empty and cramped space with a dull echo.
The sound-activated lights turned on, casting a dim orange-yellow glow.
An assistant, slapped down to the ground, collided with the upward steps, grimacing in pain and gasping for air, unable to get up for a while.
"How do you handle things?!"
Luna Durant’s figure was shrouded in the dim light, her outline blurred, but her ferocious features were still frightening, and a fierce light burst from her dark pupils.
"You said ’the situation is basically settled’, were you bribed to deliberately sabotage me?"
Scolding angrily, Luna Durant felt dissatisfied and kicked the assistant again.
The assistant was in such pain that tears streamed down, but she still bit her lip tightly, biting until the corners turned white, not daring to utter a sound.
Even if she hummed a bit, Luna Durant would be even more enraged, and the punching and kicking would definitely not stop.
"Speak!"
Luna Durant shouted lowly.
Taking a deep breath, the assistant, enduring the pain, propped up on the steps, stammering to speak, "It’s Nora Scott..."
"Nora Scott?!"
Luna Durant’s expression froze, showing suspicion.
With her brows tightly furrowed, she irritably asked, "What relation does she have with it?"
The assistant propped herself up and quickly explained, "After I left, Nora Scott intervened and called Mr. Carter to bail out Katherine Collins and the others."
Before she left, if there was no interference, according to the development, it was definitely ’already settled’, and there was no possibility of a turnaround.
That’s why she never followed up on the subsequent developments and stayed honestly by Luna Durant’s side to work.
Until Mr. Carter changed his mind on the spot, the assistant sensed something was wrong and rushed to find staff to inquire about the cause and effect.
——Katherine Collins’s documentary was smoothly filmed; the staff they bribed were dismissed on the spot.
The turning point of the matter happened after Nora Scott appeared.
"Where did Nora Scott get such great ability?!"
Upon hearing the assistant’s account, Luna Durant’s eyebrows shot up, her face extremely dark.
"I don’t know..."
The assistant weakly answered.
"Don’t know! Don’t know! I told you not to know——"
Furious, Luna Durant, ignoring everything else, kicked the assistant two more times, forcing the assistant back down.
The assistant was in such pain that she couldn’t get up, and this time, even moving a little was extremely strenuous.
The assistant’s body trembled slightly, crying while tremblingly replying, "H-heard that she’s being kept..."
Kept.
That seems like a reasonable explanation.
Without status and background, wanting to accomplish something, one can only rely on men.
Nora Scott...
This grudge, she remembered!
"Luna..."
The assistant timidly spoke out.
Luna Durant, extremely annoyed, upon hearing the assistant speak, kicked again, "What are you calling for?!"
The assistant couldn’t hold back this time, letting out a low wail, but she didn’t lower her head. Instead, she swallowed nervously and looked toward the staircase entrance behind Luna Durant.
Noticing the assistant’s odd behavior, Luna Durant paused and turned her head with caution and fierceness.
Who is it that scares her like this...
Like she’s seen a ghost!
Just as she thought this, Luna Durant’s eyes suddenly collided with a tall figure. In an instant, all arrogance and defiance vanished, thoroughly collected, leaving only dazedness, disbelief, panic.
In the blink of an eye, the fierce and aggressive image from moments ago disappeared without a trace.
Standing at the entrance of the hallway was Pedro Langley.
He had approached when he heard the word "Nora Scott" in passing and didn’t expect to witness Luna Durant abusing her assistant.
At this moment, he stood on one side of the door, leaning lightly, with an erect posture and a cool demeanor.
One hand was in his pants pocket, and the other was playing absentmindedly with a lighter, his expression indifferent. As his gaze swept over the assistant, there was no sympathy, and as it skimmed Luna Durant, his eyebrows knitted slightly.
This man looked both cold and ruthless.
"Miss Durant is as arrogant as ever."
He spoke, his voice calm, but his tone was full of mockery.
A casual remark, yet it made Luna Durant more uneasy than being publicly humiliated by Mr. Carter.
This was the person she had been yearning for...
And he just happened to witness this scene!
"Mr., Mr. Langley."
Never in her wildest dreams did Luna Durant expect Pedro Langley to catch her like this. She was flustered and tongue-tied when trying to greet him.
Pedro Langley put away his lighter, stood upright, and without lingering even a second, walked straight toward the elevator.
"Mr. Langley! I, I’m not—"
Luna Durant stepped forward, hoping to stop him and explain.
However, without having thought of an appropriate explanation, Pedro Langley didn’t pause for even a moment.
*
"Ding dong—"
"Ding dong—"
"Ding dong—"
The repeated ringing of the doorbell incessantly dragged Nora Scott out of her sleep.
Utterly exasperated.
She sat up abruptly, not even opening her eyes, with a hint of irritation and ferocity in her raised voice, "Who the hell wants to die?"
"Room service."
A deep, rich voice came from outside the door. Just those four words made half of Nora Scott’s anger dissipate.
Was she dreaming?
So vivid?
She ruffled her hair, squinted her eyes halfway, and three seconds later, fell back onto the bed, pulling the covers over herself.
"Ding dong—"
"Ding dong—"
"Ding dong—"
Again, a deadly relentless doorbell ringing.
Accompanied by the incessant "buzz buzz buzz" of her vibrating phone on the bedside table.
Having hit her limit!
Nora Scott grabbed her phone, answered the call, and asked in a low voice, "Can’t you learn to break in by yourself?!"
"..." There was a moment of silence on the other end, and finally, Pedro Langley sincerely asked, "Can you teach me next time?"
Nora Scott gritted her teeth, "Can I teach you in my dreams?"
"Would you really leave me at the door all night?"
"I’d let you stay downstairs for a year!"
Fuming, Nora Scott slammed down the phone.
Ten seconds later—
Nora Scott opened the door with a dark expression.
She squinted her eyes to make sure it was Pedro Langley standing silently outside before glaring at him with a murderous look and turning back inside.
Too sleepy.
No time to even put on slippers.
Pedro Langley sidestepped into the room, immediately closing the door behind him. He then pulled Nora Scott into a hug.
"Just a hug."
The man smelled of the crisp night air and faint tobacco.
A blend that wasn’t unpleasant.
Nora Scott let him hold her for a moment, then mumbled, "I’m waking up now."
Her voice was dull, both raspy and tired, sounding like a sulking child.
"Then wake up."
After all, he was reluctant to let go.
"You’ll end up dead."
She was in a hurry to sleep and had no interest in hitting him.
Whoever dared to disturb her in the middle of the night like this would already be down by the time she opened the door.
"I rushed over right after the meeting, would you really let me die so soon?"
His jaw rested on her shoulder, Pedro Langley’s shamelessness growing day by day.
"Hmm, not really..." Nora Scott replied honestly and straightforwardly, leisurely sniffing his shoulder, "Did you smoke?"
"To stay awake."
Slightly mumbling an ’hmm,’ Nora Scott casually advised, "Smoke less."
"Hmm."
Pedro Langley responded obediently.
A moment later.
Nora Scott asked again, "When did you learn to smoke?"
While brushing against her temples, he sniffed the scent of her hair and softly said, "Whenever I miss you."
"..."
Nora Scott opened her eyes, fully awake now.
This man...
How can he keep saying such flirtatious things without end?!