Overprotected By My Tsundere CEO

That voice asked, "Can the mechanical lock on your front door be opened?"

Everyone: ???

Instinctively, many eyes turned to the doorway.

Only Pedro Langley, after a pause, glanced at Nora Scott.

Nora Scott was stunned for a moment, realized, and grabbed Miguel Smith’s phone, heading to the balcony.

"Rivers?"

"Mm."

"That villa has been sold." Once she confirmed the identity, Nora understood and asked suspiciously, "Didn’t the new owner change the lock?"

This is Fátima’s friend, Hardy Rivers.

Coincidentally, Hardy Rivers’ residence is next door to the villa she lived in, so they are regarded as "neighbors," the kind you can pass by while walking a dog.

She spent several years intermittently transforming that villa into a "Mechanism Villa," one of her most satisfactory mechanism works.

To raise funds for Biel Hall, she had to sell that villa, along with another one in Anchel.

When she sold it, she didn’t label it as a "Mechanism Villa;" the new owner seems uninterested in mechanisms, so they should have dismantled the visible mechanisms—

Why is the mechanical lock on the front door still there?

"No." Hardy Rivers said, "The weeds are three feet high, and no one lives there."

"..."

Spent tens of millions to buy her Mechanism Villa and didn’t live there?

Nora Scott secretly ground her teeth.

Then, thinking about Hardy Rivers’ earlier question, she suspiciously asked, "Why are you unlocking the mechanical lock?"

"I passed by it this afternoon and found it a bit interesting."

"..."

Alright, you’re bored.

"By the way, there’s something—"

Hardy Rivers paused in his speech.

Nora Scott squinted her eyes, "Hmm?"

"Your little senior sister asked me to give you two lessons."

"What lessons?" Nora Scott was puzzled.

"She calls them ’Self-defense awareness courses.’" Hardy Rivers said bluntly, "I don’t want to teach them, I’ll send you the video via email, and after you watch it, give me a forty-thousand-word reflection."

Nora Scott: ???

Forty thousand words?

Just because she hung on the wanted list unscathed for four years?

"Fátima has time in the second half of the year, but if she can’t make it, we both have issues." Hardy Rivers reminded softly.

"..."

Nora Scott’s mouth twitched slightly.

Before long, Hardy Rivers added, "You can find someone to write it for you."

"...Thanks a lot."

Nora Scott exited the game.

Meanwhile, she thought to herself: What needs to be done next must never be known by my little senior sister.

After turning off the phone screen lock, Nora Scott looked back to see Pedro Langley standing by the glass door.

"Just an ordinary friend."

Afraid he’d overthink, Nora Scott clarified immediately.

Seeing her like this, Pedro Langley paused and then smiled, saying, "I’m here to confess."

Nora Scott raised her eyebrows, teasingly asked, "What, you have an extraordinary friend?"

"About those two villas of yours..." Pedro Langley said leisurely, "The property deeds are at my place."

"..."

Nora Scott silently observed this wealthy man.

Unsure of her thoughts, Pedro Langley hesitated for a moment and explained, "I don’t know why you sold them, but seeing the places you lived bought by someone else and changed beyond recognition was quite annoying."

"..."

Frozen, Nora Scott quietly looked at him.

For a brief moment, there was an urge... to marry.

His hesitation and caution mixed with a touch of care was clearly evident. Yet, falling into Nora Scott’s heart, it felt a bit heavy, somewhat bittersweet, with a slight sting.

Other people’s CEOs, when spending lavishly, flaunt high profile, luxury abounds.

My own...

Even buying a villa needs to be done stealthily, afraid she wouldn’t be pleased.

Seeing her silent, Pedro Langley’s expression grew even more worried. He grabbed Nora Scott’s wrist, lowered his eyebrows, and softly asked, "Not angry, right?"

"No." Nora Scott smiled, "I felt relieved."

"Hm?"

Nora Scott explained, "Originally planned to buy them back after a couple of years."

Pedro Langley suddenly relaxed his heart.

Upon thinking, he felt something wasn’t right and asked, "You were short of money at that time?"

Upon meeting Nora Scott again on the overpass...

The heartache was overwhelming.

Military coat, little assistant. Later found out, she sold two properties, temporarily living in Cloudwater Haven.

Clearly a bold, reckless, and wanton girl. Someone like her should always be free, carefree, radiant. The hardships and sorrows of the world shouldn’t confine her.

He never thought she might be struggling, nor did he think all her defenses could be broken.

So, he never doubted.

He wanted to approach her again, becoming her support.

Never did he expect it was all a misunderstanding.

Nora Scott was still that bold and reckless girl; five years of adventure have made her ever more dazzling and impressive, nothing could overshadow her brilliance.

However, if there wasn’t an urgent reason, and without disliking those two properties, why would Nora Scott choose to sell them?

Looking towards the living room, seeing the bustling silhouettes intermingling under the lights, Nora Scott lowered her eyelids and whispered, "I’ll tell you someday."

*

Once the plan was set, it was the preparation phase.

Having assigned the tasks, each of them went busy.