Overprotected By My Tsundere CEO

Chapter 394 - 240: Nora Scott and Kieran Shawn Meet In Person (Part 2)

Lisa walked closer and respectfully replied, "Master said he won’t be back. He’s already informed the boss."

"Always out and never comes home."

Alma Ferreira furrowed her brows, complaining for a moment, then quickly stopped.

Oliver Scott has good grades and a good temperament, excelling in both character and academics. There’s nothing to criticize. Unlike his mediocre sister, there’s no need for Alma to worry.

But as he grew up, he developed a rebellious streak and stopped listening to the family.

Now he even learned to discuss everything with Ernesto Scott, bypassing her... But it’s fine too. The father-son relationship is getting better, which reassures her more and more. So as long as Ernesto gives the nod of approval to Oliver’s activities, Alma doesn’t interfere.

With that in mind, Alma asked, "Where’s Sophie?"

Lisa immediately replied, "She went upstairs as soon as she got back."

"Every time she comes home, she locks herself away, who knows what she’s doing." Alma started to complain again.

Ever since Aaron Scott’s birthday banquet, Sophie Scott has been utterly dispirited, in a constant state of melancholy from morning till night.

From the comics to Henry Chapman, and then to the birthday banquet, suffering setbacks time and again, Alma couldn’t muster any confidence in this daughter of hers, letting her be. However, her complaints accumulated more and more, sometimes lasting a good half-day.

Lisa didn’t join in the conversation, feeling somewhat sympathetic towards Sophie from the bottom of her heart.

After chatting with Alma for a while, she got tired and waved her hand, signaling Lisa to leave.

Lisa turned around and, after walking some distance away, sneakily took out her phone, found a saved post, and logged into a small account to scold the "incident of a certain female star capitalizing on something," saying things as harsh as possible.

...

Upstairs, in the bedroom.

Sophie sat blankly by the bay window, hugging her knees, turning her head to look at the garden outside.

Spring had long arrived, and she had been living her life in a muddled state. Only now did she suddenly realize that the previously bare branches in the yard had somehow become lush with foliage. The garden was brimming with greenery and flowers growing wildly, blossoming in vivid purples and brilliant reds, competing for beauty, while the vegetation shot up, reaching great heights.

It was dark, and the yard was lit up, with the night sky dense and the lights dim.

The phone buzzed and vibrated.

Glancing down, she saw the note "Isabella Hart," causing Sophie Scott to instinctively frown.

Since "First Ruins" was taken down from the entire web, all her comic artist friends distanced themselves from Sophie. Isabella, who used to flatter and please her, was among them, not even sending a greeting.

Why was she coming to find her now?

Sophie felt a bit annoyed, wanting to hang up the call, but having not communicated with anyone for a long time, she somehow picked up the phone and answered it.

"Isabella."

With the phone to her ear, Sophie’s voice was soft and calm.

"Sophie, are you at school?" Isabella seemed in a good mood, speaking in a light tone.

Sophie numbly asked, "What’s up?"

Isabella enthusiastically said, "Nothing much, just haven’t seen you in a long time, wanted to ask you out to have some fun."

Sophie laughed inwardly, not really believing her words, her tone unchanged, "A bit busy, no time."

"Oh, I see..."

Isabella awkwardly made some small talk with her without much intent.

After a few minutes of forced conversation, Sophie grew a bit impatient, gradually losing the desire to engage in small talk, and directly cut to the chase, "If you have something to say, just say it."

No one climbs to the Temple of Three Treasures without reason.

Now, to Isabella, Sophie had no value beyond her status as a "socialite."

Moreover, she had a notorious reputation, and even her "socialite" status had dropped several grades.

If Isabella was calling her, she certainly had a purpose.

On the other end, Isabella was waiting for Sophie to say this, and stopped beating around the bush, directly asking, "Do you know Zero?"

"..."

This question left Sophie momentarily stunned.

Ever since Zero humiliated her across the internet, besides those who mocked, cursed, or sympathized with her, there were also some who speculated that she knew Zero privately.

Some even directly contacted her through various methods like WeChat, phone, and Weibo, asking who Zero really was.

Even when she went to school, there were classmates and alumni who indirectly inquired.

To them, having Zero’s storyboard undoubtedly meant having a close relationship with Zero.

But they didn’t know, and wouldn’t believe, that Sophie indeed had not the slightest clue—had she known from the start that it was Zero’s storyboard, she wouldn’t have dared to use the same setting even if she had ten thousand times the courage.

She used to be so... fond of Zero.

The only connection to Zero that Sophie could think of was Nora Scott.

Nora Scott, masquerading as an eighteenth-tier star, operated under the mysterious title of the Hall Master of Biel Hall, single-handedly turned the Scott family’s birthday banquet into a chaotic mess, attracting influential figures from various fields at the banquet to follow and fawn over...