Overprotected By My Tsundere CEO-Chapter 434 - 255: The Old Father as Temporary Guardian [Second Update]

Chapter 434: Chapter 255: The Old Father as Temporary Guardian [Second Update]
If I reveal even a little, I’m afraid Nora will guess the whole story.
Pedro Langley pushed the door open but didn’t enter. Instead, he leaned against the door frame, glanced sideways at Camilo Nogueira, and then complained to Nora, "It was him who poured it."
Nora’s eyes immediately turned cold.
The murderous aura came straight to Nogueira’s face, leaving him stunned and incredulous—Pedro Langley had fallen to the point of complaining to his girlfriend and asking her for help.
In this aspect, Pedro Langley had always taken pride rather than shame. Even under Camilo Nogueira’s disdainful gaze, he remained calm and composed, having mastered the art of thick skin to a new level.
"Meow~"
Rose’s meow broke the awkward atmosphere.
Realizing the arrival of his savior, Camilo Nogueira immediately looked at the door behind Nora, thinking it was just a cat. Unexpectedly, he also saw an adorable little boy.
The boy was about a meter tall, looked around four or five years old, bending over to pick up a white cat, and was curiously looking outside.
His way of looking wasn’t sneaky, just standing straight and calmly watching. The child’s unique soft and cute aura carried a hint of calmness and coolness.
Though Camilo Nogueira didn’t quite like children, he found this one rather pleasing to the eye.
"Your kid?" Camilo Nogueira casually asked.
As a result, from two directions, two bursts of murderous aura surrounded him.
Camilo Nogueira sighed in his heart, barely able to maintain the false smile of a well-dressed scoundrel on his face.
Sweeping a glance at the cool kid, Pedro Langley asked Nora, "Whose is he?"
Yesterday, when Nora came to Pedro’s house, she didn’t mention Andrew Hughes, so Pedro wasn’t aware of Andrew Hughes’s existence.
Looking back, Nora found it hard to explain and casually dismissed, "Picked up by the roadside."
Andrew Hughes: "..."
Pedro Langley + Camilo Nogueira: "..." Kidnapping children is illegal.
"My name is Andrew Hughes. I’m a friend of Nora and Marcus Shaw, visiting as a guest."
To ’clear Nora’s name,’ Andrew Hughes explained with a sense of exhaustion.
However, forcibly categorizing Nora as "sister," Andrew Hughes felt a bit worried but relaxed a bit when he saw no reaction from Nora.
Camilo Nogueira asked, "Marcus Shaw is?"
Nora replied, "My brother."
Camilo Nogueira wanted to ask ’Is he also four or five years old?’ but thought better of it and held back.
No longer wanting to linger at the door, Nora shuffled out in her slippers, bypassed Camilo Nogueira, and went straight to Pedro Langley’s side.
"Do you feel uncomfortable?"
Nora asked, lowering her head to sniff the alcohol odor on him, and her brow furrowed slightly.
Pedro Langley stood up straight and naturally wrapped an arm around her, "A little bit."
"..."
Camilo Nogueira felt a chill down his spine from this inappropriate display of affection by a certain master.
?
Is this the Master Pedro he knows?
At the drinking table, he knocks out a bunch of people, then comes back and acts spoiled with his girlfriend, pretending to be "no match for alcohol"?
Hugging and cuddling... What kind of conduct is this!
Camilo Nogueira instinctively blocked the two, preventing the precocious child at the door from being influenced.
"Brother Nogueira."
Nora lazily called out.
Her mouth called him "big brother," but her tone was icy, with not a bit of "respect for the big brother" implied.
As Pedro Langley was his own trap, Camilo Nogueira could not help feeling inferior and responded, "Yes."
"Help me look after the child."
"Sure."
A glance sideways at the child, Camilo Nogueira agreed.
Nora supported Pedro Langley as they entered, while Pedro gave a glance at Camilo Nogueira and, with no thought of sentiment, unceremoniously slammed the door shut.
Camilo Nogueira: "..."
He specifically brought them back, yet they didn’t even let him in.
With a soft sigh, Camilo Nogueira turned around and headed toward Nora’s house door.
However, always standing at the entrance, Andrew Hughes raised his head, donned a ’stranger keep away’ aloof look, and said one word at a time, "I don’t need to be ’looked after.’"
"..."
Oh, how quickly they change their tunes and refuse to acknowledge people?
After taking a few steps closer, Camilo Nogueira bent slightly and asked, "Did you feel the aura of that sister earlier?"
"..."
Andrew Hughes hesitated for a moment and nodded.
"I think it’s best to honestly complete what she asks, otherwise, there might be a threat to life." Camilo Nogueira used a nonchalant tone to scare the child, then threw the question back at him, "What do you think?"
"... If you want in, just come in."
With a cold gaze, Andrew Hughes calmly cradled Rose and walked into the living room.
Marcus Shaw’s sister isn’t as fierce as he said.
Grandfather said, those who seem the coldest may have the softest hearts. Conversely, those who look proper, friendly, and gentle may be hypocritically well-dressed scoundrels.
These people need to be wary of.
Otherwise, you could end up exploited emotionally, financially, and physically, and end up with nothing.
Andrew Hughes felt that the person at the door fit the type his grandfather described.
Camilo Nogueira, feeling self-aware, changed his shoes at the door, then closed the door and entered the living room. His gaze swept across, seeing the cool kid had already moved a stool to sit in front of the coffee table and was pulling out a stationery box and workbook from his bag.
"Doing homework?" Camilo Nogueira walked over and proactively struck up a conversation, "Want uncle to teach you?"
With that said, Camilo Nogueira stood beside him and glanced at his open workbook.
Problem: If a student is transferred from Class A to Class B, the numbers in Class A and B are the same. If a student is then transferred from Class B to Class C, Class C will have 2 more students than Class B. Between Class A and Class C, which class has more students and by how many?
Camilo Nogueira had just finished reading the problem when Andrew Hughes wrote down: Class A, 2 students.
Correct.
Older ones could see the problem and give an answer immediately, but this little guy...
"No."
Andrew Hughes didn’t even glance at Camilo Nogueira and continued working on the problems.
First-grade elementary math Olympiad problems, covering various math types like speed calculation, geometry, odd and even numbers...
Very comprehensive.
This little friend tackles problems quickly and accurately, with almost no calculation steps. Simple ones get an answer in seconds, while slightly complex ones take longer for mental math, and only the unsolvable ones are estimated on scrap paper, though steps are simple and clear, only key points are noted.
Camilo Nogueira never imagined he could be so engrossed, watching a kid work on problems for about ten minutes.
This kid is so fascinating.
If it weren’t for the sound of someone coming out of the bedroom, Camilo Nogueira might have continued watching.
"Who is he?"
A cold voice came from behind.
Camilo Nogueira looked in the direction of the sound.
It was a teenager, about sixteen or seventeen, tall and in the middle of a growing spurt, thin-bodied, wearing a long white T-shirt and sports pants, with wet hair, evidently just out from a shower.
This teenager was likely the "Marcus Shaw" they’d mentioned earlier.
He had thought it was another kid like Andrew Hughes, but it turned out to be a teenager...
Camilo Nogueira raised an eyebrow.
These two, friends?
Andrew Hughes moved his stool a bit further from Camilo Nogueira and then explained to Marcus, "Nora went to the neighbor’s; he’s her temporary guardian."
"... Oh."
Marcus Shaw gave a slight nod.
As for the miraculous events surrounding Nora, if you told him that during his shower, Nora transformed into this man, he could accept it without even a blink.
Not to mention there was a reasonable explanation.
He stepped over, glanced at Camilo Nogueira, and said directly, "Only water in the house, over there."
Sneaking a look at the water dispenser Marcus pointed to, Camilo Nogueira’s lips curled in a smile as he good-naturedly asked, "Should I pour it myself?"
Marcus Shaw glanced at Camilo Nogueira, who was in perfect health, and suspiciously asked, "Need me to pour it for you?"
"..."
No relation, no entrance.
Pedro Langley or Nora, and even that little Marcus Shaw brother... Oh, and the guest kid picked up, none had even a bit of human warmth.