Overprotected By My Tsundere CEO

Chapter 514 - 315: The Durant Family’s Young Master Runs Wild in the City (03 Updates)

"I was expelled from my master’s school."

When she mentioned this, Evelyn Winter said it with a bit of a sigh, adding some sorrow to the corners of her eyes and brows.

Nora Scott was taken aback, "Expelled from the master’s school?"

Even before Evelyn came, Nora had contacted Dean Carter to inquire about her situation.

Dean Carter confirmed that Evelyn was indeed Antonio Easton’s disciple, but for some unknown reason, she left without completing her apprenticeship.

Nora did not further pursue the reasons and assumed that Evelyn’s departure might be similar to what Dean Carter had told her.

Unexpectedly—

Expelled from the master’s school?

As the teacup was placed down, Evelyn picked up the wooden box, weighing it in her hands.

"Not to lie to you," Evelyn said, "twenty or thirty years ago, stealing this thing was a piece of cake for me. But now technology has advanced, and there are surveillance cameras everywhere. I had to put in a lot of effort."

Nora Scott: "..."

So, you’re a habitual offender?

Evelyn Winter was expelled from her master’s school precisely because of this special skill of hers.

Besides Evelyn Easton and Nora Scott, Antonio Easton formally took on two students, Evelyn and Dean Carter.

Dean Carter was not cut out for this due to his unremarkable talent, which is why he had to leave.

Evelyn was different.

In the field of Mechanical Techniques, Evelyn might not have had the talent of Nora, but compared to Dean Carter and Evelyn Easton, the difference was more than substantial.

Antonio Easton intended to teach everything to Evelyn.

However, back then, Evelyn was young and impetuous, coming from a martial arts family and skilled in using the Emei Needle with masterful artistry. She was focused on chivalry and could not learn Mechanical Techniques as Antonio had intended.

In college, Evelyn met some like-minded friends.

At that time, a friend was scammed, losing a year’s worth of tuition and living expenses. The economic situation being as it was, no family was wealthy, and the friend’s tuition and expenses were borrowed with much difficulty by the family. When the friend couldn’t think straight and wanted to end it all, it was fortunate they found out in time to prevent disaster.

Evelyn was unwilling to let it go, but as regular avenues couldn’t reclaim the money, she decided to steal from that person’s house.

She didn’t take much, just what the friend had been scammed out of.

Not a soul knew.

The person couldn’t find the thief and had to suffer in silence, while the friend was able to continue their studies.

After the incident, Evelyn felt a sense of accomplishment and occasionally used her skills to do similar things, without realizing she was inadvertently engaging in major crimes.

She managed to hide it from everyone, except Antonio Easton.

When Antonio Easton learned of her actions, he was furious and expelled her from his school, never to meet again.

However—

Antonio Easton never exposed her from start to finish.

She knew Antonio Easton had his principles, prohibiting her from stealing for her own good, so she never blamed him, but rather felt grateful. After being expelled, she never did such things again.

She did, however, secretly visit Antonio Easton afterward but never dared to show up before him.

After listening to the whole story, Nora did not comment.

Some boundaries should not be crossed.

—Every time she left home, Antonio Easton taught her this.

Nora could understand both the expulsion and the silence on Antonio’s part.

After a while, Nora leisurely asked, "What about this time?"

Casually tossing the wooden box, Evelyn leaned back, "This time it’s purely a personal vendetta."

Nora was slightly taken aback, "With Robert Durant?"

"Yes."

Evelyn nodded slightly.

She didn’t say much.

Nora didn’t ask further questions.

"As I said, as fellow sisters, we help each other out," Nora smiled, "Old Easton would be happy to see it."

Old Easton was very soft-hearted.

Upon hearing this, Evelyn paused, then chuckled in relief.

"I’ve always felt that when he expelled me, firstly, it was because the rules couldn’t tolerate me, and secondly..." Evelyn paused and continued, "He was giving me a lesson, forcing me not to repeat my mistakes, afraid that I’d stray onto a path that would ruin my life."

For a few seconds, Evelyn’s eyes were covered with a sheen of moisture, but it dissipated shortly after.

She did not intend to stay long and rose to say goodbye to Nora.

"By the way—" As she reached the entrance, Evelyn suddenly thought of something and turned to ask Nora, "Do you know about the Loulanel project?"

"Huh?"

Nora looked over, puzzled.

"It’s nothing." Evelyn was slightly startled, offering no further explanation, "Keep in touch when you have time."

"Mm."

Nora nodded.

*

Next door, in the study.

"Pedro Langley! Are you even human? You’re twenty-eight and still reporting me to mom!"

Thomas Langley roared over the phone.

At the moment the call connected, Pedro instinctively held his phone away until Thomas quieted down, then slowly brought it back.

Pedro said indifferently, "It makes me happy."

"She scolded me for half an hour, Dad scolded me for another half an hour, and big brother lectured me for three hours. They said I’m a dangerous person now, not conducive to family unity, and if I continue like this, I should just not come home anymore. My head is buzzing, and all I hear in my ears is big brother chanting."

Thomas was almost driven to madness, "Just two sentences, was it necessary?"

"It was necessary."

Right now, Nora is Flora Loughton’s favorite. In Loughton’s heart, the only person in the family ranked higher than Nora is probably Marsh Langley, the apple of her eye.

Marsh Langley and big brother Lucas Langley both pandered to Flora.

Yesterday Flora was upset about "Henry Chapman giving gifts to Nora’s livestream room," worrying that Henry and his mother were up to no good, trying to stir up trouble between Nora and Pedro, but no matter what she did, she couldn’t handle Henry and his mother.

Now Thomas was running headlong into trouble; wasn’t he courting death?

Serves him right for having a sharp tongue.

Thomas pondered, "Are you serious?"

"Yes."

"Wasn’t there some white moonlight he wouldn’t marry anyone else but—"

"It’s her."

"..."

Thomas instantly fell silent.

Pedro once had a first love, and Thomas was one of the earliest to know about it.

——Five years ago, he accidentally overheard Pedro talking to a girlfriend over the phone, but Pedro didn’t reveal much at that time, so Thomas didn’t ask further.

After they broke up, Thomas asked even less.

"Tsk," After a while, Thomas sighed, "You two are really something, wasted a good five years."

Pedro didn’t want to get into that topic with him, "I need something from you."

"No money."

Among the three brothers, Lucas inherited the family business, Pedro started his own company, and Thomas was the poorest. As an artifacts restoration specialist, any money he made was spent on antiques. He was as penniless as they come.

But he wouldn’t starve; his craftsmanship could earn him money in various ways.

Big brother, with the heart of an old mother, never shortchanged him on company dividends and often transferred him "pocket money", fearing he would go hungry outside, in case one day Thomas had to claim a corpse, they wouldn’t find out he died of hunger, saving the family from disgrace.

Pedro was straightforward, "Just say it."

"Are you still the stingy Pedro?" Thomas was surprised.

"..."

Yes.

But savings for a future wife still needed to be kept.

However, for the sake of a wife, giving Thomas a little was negligible.

"What do you want?" Thomas calculated in his head how much he could extort from Pedro, casually adding, "Don’t even think about my treasures."

"Not interested." Pedro had no interest whatsoever, then suddenly changed the topic, "I want your connections in the northwest."

Thomas was slightly startled, "Can you use them?"

In the business world, that group of friends he knew couldn’t really help Pedro much.

After all, Pedro was into the high-tech entertainment industry online...

Pedro responded lightly, "For the antique business, they can be used."

Thomas: ???

Running three companies isn’t enough to satisfy your capitalist ambitions?!

...

A half-hour later, Butler Loxley brought tea into the study.

Pedro was reading some documents.

The phone was placed to the side, on speakerphone.

Thomas was still talking on and off, and Pedro occasionally responded with a few words.

"Did you hear about some random punk who appeared out of nowhere, gambled extravagantly with some rich kids at a club in Fenton City last night?" Thomas was chatting so energetically that he had no sleepiness at all.

Lazily lifting an eyelid, Pedro turned a page of a document, "No."

The girlfriend’s issue was already keeping him too busy; he had no time for gossip about rich playboys.

"I did hear about it."

Butler Loxley placed the tea next to Pedro, smiling as he entered the conversation.

Thomas paused slightly, "Grandpa Loxley?"

"Second Shaw."

Butler Loxley greeted him respectfully.

"Is it true that those rich kids lost tens of millions at once?" Thomas asked with a smile.

Being abroad and being tricked by his younger brother, his parents and big brother took turns disciplining him; he only heard some snippets and didn’t understand the full story.

However, this incident had already become well-known among the insiders and was taken as an amusing story.

——Oh, Pedro didn’t count as an "insider" in matters like this.

"Yes."

Butler Loxley responded.

"Pedro, look! Grandpa Loxley is more informed than you!"

Thomas first reprimanded Pedro, then eagerly asked Butler Loxley, "Who was gambling with them?"

"From the northwest Durant Family, Benjamin Durant."

Pedro: "..."

Thomas: "... Damn."