Overprotected By My Tsundere CEO-Chapter 454 - 266: Why Are You Worrying When You Haven’t Done a Damn Thing? [Part 2]

Chapter 454: Chapter 266: Why Are You Worrying When You Haven’t Done a Damn Thing? [Part 2]
"Ah——"
The scream startled all the employees in the building. Upon realizing where the commotion originated, they immediately stopped working and hurried over.
Soon, what appeared before everyone’s eyes was the assistant with red eyes, brimming with tears, cheeks slightly flushed, and standing behind her was the tall, graceful Nora Scott clutching her hand.
"What do you mean?"
"Let her go!"
"What’s going on? Did you actually use force?"
...
A group of people spoke out in shock, staring at the scene before them.
"Just touched her pain point."
Nora Scott spoke lazily, casually letting go of the assistant’s hand.
The assistant, wracked with pain, stumbled forward, caught by a woman who noticed the assistant’s red wrist, furrowed her brows, and glared angrily at Nora Scott.
Pain point?
Can you really use such an ancient black technology technique?!
Amidst numerous angry and dissatisfied looks, Nora Scott dusted her hands, took a few steps to the side, pulled a chair toward herself, and sat down with calm and elegance under everyone’s gaze.
In terms of height, sitting down made her suddenly shorter, yet her aura did not diminish at all; instead, it became stronger, making the few people nearby quite uncomfortable.
All eyes present were naturally drawn to her, unable to look away.
"No other meaning, just didn’t want to waste my voice calling you over, so I had to make her help out."
Leaning back, Nora Scott crossed her right leg over her knee, her posture casual and lazy, yet the radiant demeanor glowing from her eyes and brows only added to her increasing assertiveness and dominance.
"..."
For some reason, the entire room fell silent.
Even though their hearts were surging wildly, screaming fiercely—
To hell with your ’didn’t want to waste my voice,’ can you be more arrogant and reckless?
Come on, someone skilled charge up and beat Him!
However, this group of tech geeks only interacted with computers and had no martial skills. They could only collapse and rage internally while glaring powerlessly at this infuriatingly divine beauty.
"Your Manager Mansfield was incompetent, forgot to introduce me to you, so I had to come myself."
With a flick of her wrist, her finger wound around a red string as Nora Scott once again revealed that jade token.
Everyone: "..."
Damn it, The Great Jade Emperor, Guanyin Bodhisattva, Buddha Tathagata, God Amen, please let her token be forever lost and never found again!
Temporary prayers obviously didn’t work.
The token was still the same token, appearing in Nora Scott’s hand, not disappearing into thin air.
"I’m Nora Scott, your new Hall Master of Biel Hall."
Nora Scott spoke slowly, her gaze sweeping inch by inch, and the sudden surge of oppressive feeling made them breathless, their breathing becoming careful and cautious.
Not a sound.
Nora Scott continued, "Rest assured, I’m usually quite busy, no time to act as your useless Hall Master, just holding a title, not posing any threat to you."
"Hmph."
Someone in the crowd snorted discontentedly.
Raising her eyelids, catching sight, Nora Scott’s gaze fell on a young man, quirked her lips, "Any objections?"
He was extremely uncomfortable under her two oppressively charged gazes, decisively resigned to his fate, stepped forward, suppressing dissatisfaction to question, "Wasn’t it you using the Hall Master title for personal affairs?"
Head slightly tilted, Nora Scott raised her brow, "Did I make you work overtime, or did I make you spend money?"
"..."
The person was instantly dumbstruck.
They only knew of the matter, but did nothing.
Because handling the mere Scott family required only Nora Scott’s remarks and the name "Biel Hall" to eagerly cut ties with the Scott family. The minimal "mess" was handled entirely by Boss Alex, leaving no need for them to intervene.
Seeing his silence, Nora Scott sneered coldly, "Not a single loss, what are you fretting about?"
"..."
Unable to speak well, nor having a reason to refute, the person was ridiculed until they flushed deeply.
"Today, I’m just here for appearance’s sake, so let’s get acquainted." Nora Scott toyed with the jade token, supporting her cheek with one hand, lazily looking at them, "Lest even the gatekeepers and janitors don’t recognize me, and mistake your Manager Mansfield for the Hall Master, causing some misunderstanding."
"..."
Her slow words made everyone stiffen, their hearts feeling weighted like a heavy stone, unable to stop sinking.
She could see through it.
The gate obstruction and office neglect were deliberate.
And in the minds of these members, Amy Mansfield’s status was evidently higher than hers.
Her seemingly casual words were actually a veiled reminder and warning—that regardless, she is the rightful Hall Master of Biel Hall.
"Head of the Technical Department."
Her sharp gaze slightly reduced, Nora Scott lowered her gaze a bit, looked at the token in her hand, spoke calmly.
"I’m here."
A middle-aged man nearing forty emerged from the left side of the crowd.
He didn’t show the same indignant and resentful glare as these young people, all thoughts collected inward, a hint of appropriate respect revealed in his demeanor.
Only fiery young people would openly express all emotions on their face when faced with an unqualified parachuting Hall Master, desperately wishing the Hall Master were unaware of their dissatisfaction.
Nora Scott glanced at him and commanded, "Give me Hall Master permissions."
Biel Hall has an extensive online database.
People in the hall have different access levels to information, with the Hall Master having the highest permissions, which need to be activated in person here.
The Hall Master doesn’t need to clock in for work.
If it weren’t for the need to activate these permissions, Nora Scott wouldn’t bother coming here.
"Hall Master, the system has a minor glitch and is under repair—"
Before the department head could finish explaining, a cool and indifferent voice interrupted—
"It’ll be fixed this afternoon."
Suddenly, everyone’s attention shifted, looking in the direction of the voice.
Two teenagers came into view.
They looked young, about sixteen or seventeen, both handsome yet distinctly different. One appeared cool and aloof, the other sunny and refreshing. Both were the kind of attractive teenagers who would catch plenty of attention walking through school.
The two walked over one after the other.
After scanning the room, both of their gazes landed on Nora Scott.
Then—
"Sis."
"Sis."
Simple and straightforward, one with a calm tone, the other with a cheerful smile, both greeting Nora.
"..."
Sis?
How did these two get so familiar?
Seeing them, Nora Scott was momentarily stunned, scanning the room again, and then frowned, asking, "Why are you two here?"
Marcus Shaw replied, "Handle some matters."
Oliver Scott pointed at Marcus Shaw and explained, "Just followed along."
One came as technical support, the other just curious.
Unexpectedly, the place they came to was Nora Scott’s workplace.
Except, the atmosphere—
seemed a bit off.
Just now, there were words like "Hall Master," which sounded quite juvenile.
With a slight raise of her eyebrows, Nora Scott smirked, "Skipping class?"
Marcus Shaw + Oliver Scott: "..."
Completely forgot Nora was also in the "parent" role.
"Who are you—"
The technical department head looked at the two teenagers suspiciously.
How did the Hall Master come to work, and bring along family?
First, there was a kid and a white cat, now two teenagers... Tomorrow, should they invite the elders to the office?
"This one was called in by Boss Alex." A girl followed closely, explained briefly, then quickly glanced at Nora Scott, "Hall—"
Just about to address, saw Marcus Shaw and Oliver Scott, then immediately changed her words, "Miss Scott happens to be here, the system is upgrading and needs a day. Since Miss Scott is here for nothing, let’s have—"
Looking at Marcus Shaw’s school uniform, the girl gritted her teeth and awkwardly said, "Mr. Shaw come to assist."
"You are—" The technical department head gazed at Marcus Shaw in amazement, hesitantly exclaimed, "Mr. Shaw?"
"Hmm."
Meeting his gaze calmly, Marcus Shaw responded blandly.
"..."
Suddenly, many present gasped, looking stunned.
The new company hasn’t been established for long, with too many things to handle and the vast database, these people are always busy and stressed. Hence, some tasks that don’t involve confidential matters were outsourced by Boss Alex.
Among them was a publicly-oriented Biel Hall software.
They’d heard that this software was undertaken by one person and completed part-time within a month.
The quality was unanimously affirmed by them.
They often chit-chat saying they hope this ace gets recruited by Boss Alex, saving so much trouble...
The result?
A high school student?
And the Hall Master’s brother?
Seeing everyone’s reaction, Nora Scott was puzzled, raised her eyebrows, and asked Marcus Shaw, "What did you do?"
"No idea."
Marcus Shaw was equally baffled.
He just arrived, how could he have done anything?
Finally, the department head reacted, realizing that Nora Scott and Marcus Shaw were unaware of each other’s identities, hurriedly explained, "Boss Alex previously outsourced a piece of Biel Hall software, which Mr. Shaw developed."
"..."
Nora Scott glanced leisurely at Marcus Shaw.
Oh, that "minimalist" styled software was made by you?