Overprotected By My Tsundere CEO

Chapter 318 - 204: Humphrey Jennings’ Intentions, Luna Durant’s Identity

Afterwards, he complained that Nora Scott had too few scenes and wanted to change the script;

He felt that Nora Scott was suffering during filming and wanted to make adjustments;

...

In short, a series of ridiculous moves.

At first, when the script was changed and the acting requirements were relaxed, Nora Scott thought it was the director’s decision and was baffled. She later learned that all these unreasonable demands came from Benjamin Durant and almost wanted to expel him from their mentor group and deal with him on the spot.

To be fair, given what Benjamin Durant did, the backlash that later hit Nora...

Nora Scott felt it was well-deserved.

As true as it gets, without any sugarcoating.

"By the way—"

Speaking of the entertainment industry, Nora Scott suddenly thought of someone.

"What?"

Benjamin Durant immediately leaned in.

Nora asked, "In your Durant Family, is there someone named Luna Durant?"

Due to Luna Durant’s confession from backstage at the Spring Festival Gala and the provocations under her social media posts later, Nora unconsciously developed a competitive spirit against her and would often think about her.

"Yes..." Benjamin Durant nodded halfway, reluctant to admit the connection, and curiously asked, "Did she cross you?"

"Your relative?"

"A distant one, probably."

Benjamin estimated and answered.

Nora tapped the table and slightly raised her chin, "What’s the situation?"

"We have some family connections, but we’re not really familiar." Benjamin poured himself a cup of tea and leaned back, "In other words, we can’t stand each other."

"Hmm?"

Nora squinted slightly.

"Everyone knows about the Durant Family in the Northwest, but actually, our family is particularly large, with many branches." Benjamin took a sip of tea, "They’re a side branch, but they’re doing quite well."

The Durant Family in the Northwest is wealthy and powerful, monopolizing the antique business there, and also dabbling in real estate, dining, finance, and some underground businesses.

But this is only limited to Benjamin Durant’s branch.

The side branch merely benefits from their protection, doing medium-sized businesses.

"Luna Durant’s family, they’re quite independent, always refused our family’s protection and chose to go their own way."

"Since the last generation, they made some achievements through the antique industry. However, it was partly due to the ’Durant’ reputation, without which it would have been hard to achieve."

"They think our family is too big, they’re envious and jealous, which is natural. Our family, on the other hand, looks down on them a little because their methods of getting rich aren’t entirely honorable."

"The Luna Durant you’re talking about is in the same generation as me and considered quite outstanding in their family. I’ve met her once, and her temper is really bad, aggressive, spoiled, overbearing, strong-willed, everything must go her way. She’s likely a spoiled little lady."

After roughly explaining, Benjamin poured himself another cup of tea and asked, "Did she bother you?"

"No," Nora replied leisurely, "she’s quite popular in the entertainment circle, just asking casually."

"Oh, I’ve heard she’s working in the entertainment industry..."

Benjamin nodded, recalling the matter.

However, he wasn’t interested in that side branch and didn’t share much more with Nora. He quickly changed the topic.

*

After Virtue Retreat delivered the ingredients, Humphrey Jennings brought up two bowls of wontons in less than half an hour.

One bowl was for Nora, and the other was for himself.

—Benjamin Durant had to fetch his wontons from the kitchen himself.

Spoilt and indulged at home, Mr. Durant was used to the cold treatment at the Tofu Shop and didn’t even have the interest to complain, numbly heading to the kitchen for his wontons.

Upon coming out, he found his seat had been taken by Humphrey Jennings.

Mr. Durant: "..."

Sighing, Benjamin Durant resignedly found another place to sit.

Humphrey Jennings didn’t touch his utensils and waited until Nora had tasted a bite to ask, "How is it?"

"Hmm?"

Hearing the voice, Nora looked up, smiled slightly, "Still the same taste."

"Your uncle, your tongue..."

After tasting one wonton, Benjamin turned to mock Nora.

In the end, he was silenced by a glare from Humphrey Jennings.

Benjamin stopped and changed his approach, "Since you left last time, this is already the tenth version that Humphrey improved. Compared to what you had last time, it’s even better, and you didn’t taste the difference?"

"Who has your tongue?"

Nora wasn’t feeling guilty at all and retorted confidently.

"..."

Benjamin had no words in response.

He was naturally gifted with a keen sense of taste and smell, able to discern even the subtle flavors of ingredients, identifying various mixed spices blindfolded, never making mistakes when his taste was at its peak.

This also made him extremely particular about food, to an almost harsh level.

If it weren’t for the Durant family’s wealth, they couldn’t possibly afford his naturally noble tongue.

Nora ate another wonton, indeed noticing no difference, and looked to Humphrey Jennings, "Did you really make improvements?"

"Yes."

"Oh..."

Nora felt a bit regretful.

"As long as it tastes good, there’s no need to taste the difference."

Humphrey Jennings, whom Benjamin called "Humphrey," consoled proactively.

He wasn’t annoyed at all by his effort going unnoticed.

"Hmm."

Agreeing verbally, Nora still felt somewhat regretful.

"What do you want me to do at the hospital?" Humphrey Jennings finally picked up his chopsticks but was reminded of another matter.

"That boss from Serendipity Pavilion..." Nora said lazily, "After all, he’s gutsy enough to be in this business, and I’m worried he’s quite stubborn. When the time comes, work on those around him to soften him up a bit."

Nora liked to take the initiative.

But she paid attention to the method.

Without preparation, charging at someone head-on merely counts as recklessness and impetuousness.

Having more than 90% certainty can truly be called "taking the initiative."

Nora had a brain, not just living off her looks in this world. When needed, she would use her brain as well.

Having collaborated with Nora several times, Humphrey Jennings understood her meaning, nodded, and asked, "When do you plan to take action?"

Using a spoon, she scooped up a wonton into her mouth, swallowed slowly, thought for a moment, and languidly said, "Tomorrow night, I guess."

"..."

Having nothing to do with himself, Benjamin watched them longingly, feeling particularly envious but helpless.

*

The following day.

At 8 PM, under the pitch-black night sky, the city was bustling with lights, neon lights dotted every corner.

This was Long Street, the largest antique trading market in Anchel. At this point, with few customers, shops began closing one after another.

There were few pedestrians on the street, quite desolate.

At this moment, three off-road vehicles sped through the street, leaving a gust of cool wind behind, and drove all the way to a shop named "Serendipity Pavilion," and parked in front.