Overprotected By My Tsundere CEO

Chapter 894 - 588: Fake Antique [15] Master Pedro: My Wife Is Not Receiving Guests

Nora Scott’s plan was feasible.

However, to fool both Robert Durant and Alexander Vaughn, a perfect script was needed.

The Durant Family was full of old foxes, just needing a reminder without requiring Nora Scott to strategize.

"Okay." Benjamin Durant thought it still felt pretty exciting, and quickly said, "I’ll go find them right away."

"Hmm."

Nora Scott felt satisfied, finally feeling at ease.

Pedro Langley walked over, placing a hand over her head, ruffling her soft hair, "King Scott."

"What?"

"What you say goes, and they don’t verify it?" Pedro Langley curled his finger, playing with a lock of her hair.

He even prepared a video.

But Benjamin Durant never asked from start to finish.

"The most reliable Bandit King in history—" Nora Scott pointed at herself, then raised her eyebrows, "Why would I need to provide evidence?"

"..."

Pedro Langley chuckled softly.

Having a wide network makes things easier; Nora Scott stayed at home and handled everything over the phone, not needing to handle things personally.

*

After several spells of autumn rain, the temperature dropped sharply.

Since last spring, Nora Scott’s constitution had weakened, unable to withstand the cold weather. As soon as winter hit, it felt like cold winds were seeping into her bones, making it difficult to gather energy even indoors with the heater on.

Moreover, Nora Scott was already a creature prone to going into hibernation in winter.

As the weather cooled, along with her menstrual cycle, she wrapped herself in a thin coat and took a stroll in the yard, only to catch a cold that evening.

Thinking she was immune to all ailments, Nora Scott found this unbelievable, counting it as one of her few black marks in history, along with being tricked by Alexander Vaughn into swimming in the river in winter, today’s sudden cold was also notable.

"Alright, alright," Pedro Langley listened to her complaints, helping her up and handing her water and medicine, "Take your medicine first."

"..."

Nora Scott, feeling weak all over, held her breath at her throat, ultimately giving Pedro Langley a cold look.

She obediently took the medicine and buried herself back into the bed, worrying about worldly affairs with a high fever of 39 degrees, "Report back on the progress."

Putting down the cup, Pedro Langley turned around and tucked her in, "I told you this afternoon, weren’t you not listening?"

Nora Scott weakly rolled her eyes, "I want to be someone useful to society."

"..."

She might have gone delirious from the fever.

However, it could be understood as Nora Scott striving to prove she could still do something, despite her current weakness.

Pedro Langley sighed, "Listen to me, even if I spoke to you for two hours about every little thing, you couldn’t become someone useful to society."

Nora Scott hissed, propping herself up on her elbow, but Pedro Langley quickly pushed her back down, "Alright, I’ll tell you."

With the assistance of Glenn Flynn, along with the solid capabilities of Biel Hall and the Durant Family, everything went smoothly.

Biel Hall is verifying all the hideouts one by one.

The script composed by the Durant Family was so perfect that even a seasoned business veteran like Pedro Langley couldn’t find a flaw, and now Robert Durant had taken the bait, ready to follow the script.

Despite the smooth developments, Nora Scott was not satisfied. On the contrary, she was quite annoyed, "Is there nothing that can’t proceed without me?"

"..."

Pedro Langley was stumped by her question.

——Wasn’t your lifelong pursuit for everything to progress smoothly without involving you, best if even if the sky fell, it wouldn’t disturb you?

"Heh," Nora Scott snorted, "In any case, I’m just a tool."

"..."

Pedro Langley considered it, wanting to comfort her, but then Heavenly Immortal slowly closed her eyes and spoke in a despairing manner, her voice barely audible, "Withdraw."

How come you never acted this much when you were filming?

"...Yes, Grandfather Buddha."

Pedro Langley cooperatively replied.

However, after turning off the lights, he came back, lifted the blanket, and went into bed.

What withdrawal?

He still needed to sleep.

*

This was Pedro Langley’s first time seeing Nora Scott catch a cold.

Nora Scott was truly an ancestor.

In the middle of the night, she wanted water and woke him up. If he was a bit slow, she’d nag him until his head hurt.

Her temperament was capricious, wanting this at one moment, and that at another, essentially unable to stand Pedro Langley being at ease.

...

Like a little bomb, willful and domineering.

Pedro Langley was tired out by Nora Scott until midnight, and she finally fell asleep and allowed him some relief to rest.

He thought he could be completely liberated once Nora rested for the night and her fever subsided.

Little did he know, trouble would come knocking at his door early the next morning.

Pedro was in the middle of a video meeting when he heard the commotion in the courtyard.

He furrowed his brows sensing something amiss, and then saw Butler Loxley enter to report, "Master Pedro, someone has come looking for Miss Scott."

"Hmm?"

"It’s someone from the local Ford Family. They claim Miss Scott stole their family heirloom and are here to settle the scores," reported Butler Loxley.

"Oh."

Upon hearing this, Pedro was mentally prepared.

Ending the video meeting early, Pedro closed his laptop and stood up, "Let’s go take a look."

"Yes."

Butler Loxley followed suit.

*

Those who came were Butler Fong, Ivan Ford, and a large group of henchmen.

They were blocked at the front yard by Butler Loxley.

Two of the henchmen were being supported, their faces bruised, evidently having just had a conflict with Butler Loxley. Perhaps it was due to Butler Loxley showing off some skills that they obediently stood in the courtyard without the audacity to illegally invade the residence.

Two figures stepped out from the cabin one after the other.

They walked with casual gait and composed demeanor.

"Where is Nora Scott?!" Butler Fong, seeing Pedro Langley, showed no courtesy, his face cold as he barked, "Have her face us!"

He shouted with full confidence.

Initially, Butler Fong intended to secretly deal with Nora Scott and Pedro Langley.

However, Butler Fong was reminded by someone that Nora Scott might be the thief who stole the Ford Family heirloom years ago.

Back then, Johan Ford was the only one who saw the thief, describing him as male, burly, and with a common face.

In short, no one would suspect Nora Scott.

But someone informed Butler Fong that upon rushing to the scene they glimpsed the thief’s back, which didn’t match Johan’s description, but seemed to be a female.

Being the one who could make Johan intentionally cover up, alongside blatantly lying, plus being female... that must be Nora Scott, who had charmed Johan Ford beyond reason.

Butler Loxley thought more about it and felt this was the case, aiming to expose Johan’s deceit and reveal his nature of overlooking the heirloom under the lure of beauty to Lord Ford, and using this chance to openly deal with Nora Scott. Thus, he and Ivan Ford came openly.

Dealing secretly would only reveal their guilt.

"Call the police."

Ignoring Butler Fong’s barking, Pedro instructed Butler Loxley calmly and casually.

Butler Fong and his men: ???

Let’s be reasonable!

Martial World matters should be settled within the Martial World!

Calling the cops, what was that for?!

"Yes."

Butler Loxley, with a kindly demeanor, smiled as he took out his phone to make the call.

Ivan Ford, being a hotheaded person, saw this and panicked, fearing their plan might fall through, he jumped up and rushed toward Butler Loxley, "Call what police, you stole something and have the audacity to call the cops?!"

At that moment, Pedro nodded at Butler Loxley.

Butler Loxley understood, seeing Ivan Ford charging on his own, he stopped being polite. Within a couple of moves, he subdued Ivan Ford, pinned his shoulder, cuffed his hand behind him, and forcefully bent him lower, making Ivan bow deeply to Pedro Langley.

Upon seeing this, Butler Fong’s complexion changed drastically, an ominous feeling welled up inside him.

Sure enough, the next instant, Pedro lazily lowered his gaze, a knee to Ivan Ford’s stomach, and with such force that Ivan’s face twisted immediately in pain, silencing him from screaming.

Butler Loxley relaxed his grip, and Ivan fell to his knees on the ground.

Butler Fong was about to step forward, but a cold indifferent voice emerged from Pedro Langley, "Hostage."

The low leisurely voice, the understated tone, now carried a threatening warning in the autumn wind.

It started raining again.

The autumn rain fell densely, wrapped in chill, needle-like and stinging.

Butler Fong: "..."

Damn it, here they go again!

Pedro Langley walked to the wicker chair under the eaves, pulled it forward, and sat down leisurely.

Butler Loxley escorted Ivan Ford to Pedro Langley’s side.

Because of the word "hostage," and witnessing them take drastic measures, the gunners were all startled, no one dared step forward, honestly waiting in place.

Before coming, they heard the counterpart was the young master from Fenton City, involved in business circles, likely the thinking type, weaklings when it comes to fighting, and they didn’t take him seriously. But after witnessing his fierceness, each had a moment of realization, lamenting that you really can’t judge a book by its cover.

"What do you want?!"

To boost morale, Butler Fong shouted some nonsense.

"My wife is resting and not seeing guests," Pedro Langley said casually, "You have two choices. Either make a scene and meet me again at the police station; or wait patiently until my wife wakes up."