Overprotected By My Tsundere CEO

Chapter 418 - 248: Nora Scott Returns to Fenton City, Marcus Shaw’s Illegitimate Son [Part 2]

The phone calls kept coming, and this one lasted for an hour.

When she finally finished the last call, the bearded old man Julian Linfield came out, holding a cup of hot tea, barefoot and walked slowly.

Though he’s over sixty, he looks youthful with a healthy spirit and sparkling eyes, showing no signs of old age or weakness.

It’s as if only his body has aged, but not his soul.

He always has the spirit of a twenty-year-old.

At the moment, he is wearing comfortable and loose cotton clothes, with pants rolled up and sleeves rolled to his elbows. His attire makes him look like a village elder ready to do farm work, yet his demeanor is that of a carefree, unworldly master.

"Did I tell you or not?" Julian sipped his steaming tea, glanced down at Nora Scott, clicked his tongue, and said disdainfully, "No playing with your phone in my house."

"Someone came visiting your home..."

Nora muttered without giving him face.

Hit where it hurts, Julian wobbled his legs and urged her, "Move, move, make space."

Nora shifted to the side.

Julian stretched out his arms, tugged up his sleeves, then sat down beside her, shaking his tea.

"Where’s my tea?" Nora turned her head and asked.

Julian gave her a sideways look, his eyebrows raised, "Can’t you pour it yourself?"

"Whatever you eat or drink in your home, I’m afraid it’s poisoned."

Looking up, Julian squinted at her, examining her, incredulously said, "How come, after not seeing you for so long, your mouth is still so sharp?"

Nora raised an eyebrow, "Heaven and earth bear witness, I am just speaking the truth."

"Ha!"

Julian snorted, holding the homemade bamboo cup, swayed it in front of her, drawing her attention and then quickly pulling it back, as if teasing Nora, very smugly raised his brows, "Won’t give it, let you thirst to death!"

"..."

Considering the childish behavior, Nora thought for two seconds and decided to ignore him.

Julian relaxedly sat cross-legged, took two sips of tea, and casually asked while looking at the uniquely landscaped bamboo courtyard, "What’s Flora Loughton to you?"

Julian is a flute musician, was part of a national music troupe, and once served as a professor at the National Academy of Music.

Coincidentally, Flora’s workplace is also the National Academy of Music, and she is in a music troupe.

Julian is Flora’s senior.

Since Flora has hired Julian to make a bamboo flute, it’s not surprising that Julian knows her.

"Hmm," Nora thought for a moment, finally pinpointing her as "my future mother-in-law."

"Ah?"

Julian looked at her in surprise.

Nora turned her head to meet his gaze, imitating his accent, lowered her voice slightly, "Ah."

"I remember her husband... oh, he’s surnamed Lin, a wealthy man from Fenton City." Julian vaguely caught a bit of memory, but that’s as far as he got. He looked at Nora with emotion, "Why do you want to marry into a wealthy family? Places like those have countless troubles, your temper won’t handle it."

"Maybe," Nora paused, then suspiciously asked, "I need money?"

"Nonsense."

Julian dismissed her with disdain.

Thinking about the bamboo flute for Flora, he suddenly asked, "A gift to curry favor with your mother-in-law?"

"Not really."

"That’s good," Julian sighed with relief, drinking tea to calm his nerves, "I made it casually, didn’t put much effort into it."

Nora: "..."

While chatting, another call came to Nora’s phone. Annoyed, she twisted her brows but had to answer.

Earlier at Serendipity Pavilion in Anchel, she learned that the imitation antiques all came from Yangel. Yangel is a region outside the northwest, difficult for the Ford Family to investigate. Using Biel Hall’s network is the best choice.

But—

Biel Hall’s network is wide, yet also too "wide."

Too many people make it easy to lose control, you can’t ensure loyalty from every Biel Hall member all over the country.

Ultimately, most people are just using Biel Hall as a shield, and faced with lucrative temptations, betrayal might happen in an instant.

So the investigation of imitation antiques can’t be made public.

Boss Alex gave Nora a few "reliable" candidates, letting her contact them herself, and once she deems someone trustworthy, she’ll privately assign the task, preventing the message from leaking and alerting the enemy.

And now, they’re all actively contacting her.

"Young people, rather than enjoying life properly, why trouble themselves with so many matters."

Seeing Nora communicate with minimal words and then angrily end the call, Julian commented calmly while sipping tea.

Nora reflected, "Restlessness."

Julian commented, "Anxiety."

Looking at Julian who is carefree and living secluded in paradise, Nora said, half-serious, "I envy you."