Overprotected By My Tsundere CEO-Chapter 451 - 264: Master Scott, a Legitimate Flower Vase [Part 3]

Chapter 451: Chapter 264: Master Scott, a Legitimate Flower Vase [Part 3]
"Hall Master."
Even if he was unwilling, the security guard still had to bow his head and greet Nora Scott.
Feeling pleased, Nora’s fingers wrapped around the red cord of the Jade Token, spinning it a few times, treating the priceless Jade Token like a toy.
Watching this, the veins on the security guard’s forehead looked like they were about to pop.
"Move aside."
Nora smiled lazily and recklessly, but the words she uttered carried immense intimidation.
The security guard was momentarily stunned, scrutinized her for a few seconds, then stepped aside.
Leading Andrew Hughes, who was quietly observing the surroundings, Nora walked inside.
"Nora!"
Andrew called out to Nora, tilting his head.
"Hmm?"
Lowering her gaze, Nora looked past him.
Andrew furrowed his brows slightly, seemingly confused, and asked, "What does ’Biel’ mean?"
Quite impressive for someone so young to know so many characters.
Nora casually explained, "It means knowing everything."
"Oh." Andrew nodded earnestly, interpreting the words outside the door with his limited understanding, "Does it mean a security company that knows everything?"
"...Mm."
That doesn’t seem wrong.
Andrew asked again, "Then what is Nora’s job?"
"Handling money."
"..."
Andrew didn’t ask further.
The security guard listened to their conversation, sighing gloomily.
Handling money...
Does that mean he himself really feels worthless?
After watching the two leave, the security guard quickly picked up the intercom to the situation at the gate.
*
Office on the third floor.
A woman in professional attire walked through the office area.
Her long hair slightly curled, draped down, her makeup exquisite, her figure delicate, all impeccably maintained, radiating the charm of a mature woman while possessing the sharpness and agility of someone quite assertive. Her aura was intimidating, sweeping through like a gust of wind, making people break out in cold sweat from several meters away, rarely daring to meet her gaze.
"Manager Mansfield."
"Manager Mansfield."
...
As she walked by, people greeted her proactively.
Amy Mansfield walked straight to an office door, knocked twice, then strode inside.
Inside the office, a man was processing documents and looked up upon hearing her.
About thirty years old, his features were dignified and youthful, handsome and neatly dressed in a black suit.
"Brother, she’s here."
Amy furrowed her brows tightly, spoke coldly to Barton Mansfield, her tone full of impatience, with a tint of arrogance in her expression.
"She’s here, so be it." Barton glanced at her, then continued looking at the documents, responding calmly, "Boss Alex has informed you, just take care of her properly."
Closing the door, Amy’s eyebrows furrowed even tighter, "She showed the Token at the door."
Barton was stunned, eyes raising, a bit surprised.
"Just a woman with no ability, who only acts powerful by borrowing authority, showing off with a Token." Amy folded her arms, her anger rising just talking about it, "This kind of woman, I don’t know how to entertain."
"..."
Barton said nothing.
Regarding Nora, aside from Boss Alex, none of them had interacted with her.
Because Nora was the new Hall Master, all her information was confidential, and within Biel Hall, no one could find any details about her. The only accessible information was whatever could be found online.
Essentially just a comic artist, a celebrity, fairly famous, but these identities meant nothing to Biel Hall.
—Thinking it over, this pretty vase Hall Master was likely just meant to be Biel Security’s image spokesperson, doing ads and promotions and such.
Honestly, since the new Hall Master took over half a year ago, she hadn’t made a single appearance, so the core members of Biel Hall didn’t have any good feelings toward her.
If Boss Alex and the former Hall Master weren’t suppressing them, they would’ve rebelled and chosen another Hall Master by now.
Amy said irritably, "Picking a successor like this, I really don’t know what the old Hall Master was thinking."
"Amy!"
Barton called out to her warningly.
Amy immediately fell silent.
"The old Hall Master’s thoughts aren’t for you to speculate." Barton reminded her in a deep voice, then shifted the topic, asking, "Where is she now?"
"Probably at the reception."
Pressing her lips together, Amy replied nonchalantly.
Having been aware of Nora’s visit, Amy had already instructed for a "warning" to be given at the start, letting Nora know being the Hall Master of Biel Hall wasn’t easy.
Holding a title is fine, as long as no one bothers each other.
To manage and hold your ground, you’ll need real skills.
"Go bring her up here." Barton instructed Amy, his face slightly serious.
"Not going."
Amy refused without hesitation.
If she’s to go pick someone up, there needs to be worthiness.
Barton advised, "Amy, she is the new Hall Master after all."
Amy sneered, "She may boast outside, but within Biel Hall, who recognizes her?"