Overprotected By My Tsundere CEO

Chapter 280 - 187: Biel Hall and the Scott Family Are Irreconcilable Enemies!

The clouds of worry that shrouded the brows disappeared suddenly.

Alma Ferreira laughed coldly, "That’s how it is."

There was one more thing—

Ernesto Scott did not mix with the socialite circle and disliked listening to gossip, so to this day he did not know that Nora Scott, this "young lady," had already become, under the influence of rumors, his "illegitimate daughter" born out of wedlock.

Thanks to the fact that when Evelyn Easton married Ernesto Scott back then, Aaron Scott didn’t like Evelyn Easton and could keep it hidden, few people outside knew that Ernesto Scott and Evelyn Easton were ever married.

If Aaron Scott refused to acknowledge Nora, and Ernesto Scott realized the rumors now, wanting to clarify for Nora, it would be too late.

Sophie Scott glanced at Alma Ferreira with the corner of her eye and saw that Alma’s face had improved, so she knew her guess was correct and began to relax.

This time, it was Nora who brought it upon herself.

She had the legitimate status of the Scott family’s eldest daughter but wasted it away.

What is it if only Ernesto Scott protects her?

In the vast Scott family, in the entire upper-class society, Nora could not fit in at all!

Sophie Scott breathed a sigh of relief and felt an unprecedented sense of comfort.

*

Nearing the luncheon, the guests were mostly all present.

The guests, organized and hosted in different courtyards, were led by the servants one by one to take their seats in the front courtyard after the time came.

The weather was favorable, and the light rain had stopped. The open-air banquet in the front courtyard didn’t need to be moved or separated, allowing all guests to gather together.

Surrounded by the younger generation of the Scott family, Aaron Scott made a spirited appearance. A person in high spirits looks radiant, his straight posture and rosy complexion made him look no less than the young people alongside him.

"Thank you to my dear friends, young and old, who have come to attend my birthday banquet. I am sincerely grateful..."

Bla bla bla.

A bunch of high-sounding words.

Aplause, applause.

Everyone graciously applauded.

After finishing his ostensibly heartfelt words with a glowing red face, Aaron Scott raised his hand to signal everyone to take their seats.

At that moment, several servants appeared in the courtyard carrying items covered with a red cloth and a table, drawing everyone’s attention.

"What is it?"

"Looks like the gift prepared by Ethan Scott."

"I heard it’s related to Mechanical Techniques, and a lot of thought went into it."

...

The crowd murmured softly in private.

Not long after, the square table and items were all set up.

Ethan Scott finally made an appearance.

He looked around the venue, with a smile on his face, first politely greeting everyone present, and then walked to Aaron Scott’s side, pointing to the item covered with the red cloth, saying, "Grandfather, this is the birthday gift I prepared for you."

"Let’s see."

Aaron Scott held a dignified posture, exuding authority without anger.

"Yes."

Nodding briefly, Ethan Scott approached the item.

Flora Loughton: "Puttin’ on airs."

Mrs. Chapman: "Creating mystery."

The two whispered quietly, but since they were sitting together, they heard each other’s words.

Mrs. Chapman turned her head and saw Flora Loughton, who shared her thoughts, and her face lit up with happiness. She wanted to greet Flora, but Flora’s expression turned cold instantly, and she haughtily turned her head, pretending not to see her.

Mrs. Chapman: "..."

Isn’t she the professor from the Langley Residence? And from the national music group too.

She had seen her a few times and somewhat remembered Flora, who deserves the title "artist." What happened today?

Mrs. Chapman did not understand but did not want to waste her enthusiasm on someone cold, so she withdrew her gaze.

By this time, Ethan Scott had already walked to the item. After a pause, he reached out, grasping a corner of the red cloth, and with a forceful pull, the cloth was lifted away.

The folded Mechanical Lotus suddenly appeared in view, tightly capturing everyone’s attention.

However, for those who had seen Henry Chapman’s smaller version of the mechanical lotus before—

"It looks a lot like the gift Henry Chapman gave."

"Is it also a button press that makes it bloom automatically?"

"It seems the principle is similar. Is it just a larger version? I don’t understand mechanical techniques, is it just more engineering work?"

"Dunno, never been involved with these."

...

The scattered whispers from different directions fell into Ethan Scott’s ears, causing his expression to change repeatedly.

This was something he regretted countless times after his reckless attempt at opening Henry Chapman’s mechanical lotus.

He never would have thought that after all the effort he put into researching the Mechanical Lotus, it would end up resembling the gift Henry Chapman casually threw to the ground.

!

The remarks from those who didn’t understand Mechanical Techniques were infuriating.

Aaron Scott noticed his frustration and irritation, casting a cold glance to signal him to disregard and not let those things weigh on his mind.

Ethan Scott received the message, let out a sigh inwardly, slowly calmed down, and put on a confident, cool smile once again.