Overprotected By My Tsundere CEO

Chapter 515 - 316: All the Rich Second Generation in the City Are as Silent as Cicadas in Winter [Update 4]

"Northwest Durant Family, Benjamin Durant."

Pedro Langley: "..."

"...Damn." Thomas Langley cursed, "What’s this rich brat doing stirring up trouble in Fenton City?"

With a slight furrow of his brow, Pedro asked, "You know him?"

"The young master of the Durant Family, arrogant and unruly. He once spent a fortune at an auction to buy a porcelain bowl, only to smash it right after just to humiliate the brat he bid against. Because he didn’t get along with a certain young lord, he wrecked the father’s company and took down several businesses of the young lord’s close friends..."

Thomas chuckled, "There are countless similar stories. In the vast Northwest, who doesn’t know him?"

"..."

Pedro recalled the scene of Benjamin Durant shouting loudly while playing cards with a group at the entrance of the Tofu Shop.

Can’t picture it.

"Our family upbringing is really too good."

At last, Thomas couldn’t help but praise himself.

The Langley Residence is wealthy, secretly affluent.

In terms of actual assets, they surpass the Durant Family in every way.

If Lucas Langley, Thomas Langley, and Pedro Langley all behaved like Benjamin Durant... the circle of wealthy heirs in Fenton City would be in ruins.

Pedro ignored Thomas and instead turned to ask Butler Loxley, "Do you know the reason behind Benjamin Durant’s gambling fiasco?"

Butler Loxley responded, "It was Benjamin Durant who instigated it."

"No prior conflicts?"

Thomas overheard and asked in surprise.

"No," Butler Loxley replied, suddenly glancing at Pedro and added, "The young masters who were provoked are all close friends of Ethan Scott. When Benjamin Durant left, he warned them that if they continued associating with Ethan Scott, he’d destroy them."

"Ethan Scott?" Thomas was slightly startled, asking with interest, "Pedro, isn’t that from your wife’s family?"

"The second young master of the Scott family, technically he’s Miss Scott’s cousin," Butler Loxley explained. "A few days ago, Ethan caused trouble in a tavern and was sent to the police station by Benjamin Durant, now he’s recovering in the hospital."

"Oh dear, oh dear, Ethan’s angered this madman and is likely in for it."

Thomas gloated.

Pedro remained indifferent.

However, since Benjamin Durant is relentlessly targeting Ethan Scott and even involving Ethan’s friends...

It probably isn’t because Ethan crossed him, but because Ethan crossed Nora Scott.

Nora was most likely present in the tavern at that time.

"Have you suffered losses at Benjamin Durant’s hands?"

Narrowing his eyes, Pedro asked.

"Not really," Thomas replied, "I’ve restored a few antiques for them, we’ve had dealings. However, I definitely don’t get along with him."

"Hmm."

Not getting along is simply not getting along.

Given the confrontational stance of Benjamin Durant, Pedro didn’t intend to forge a relationship with him.

Thomas continued to chatter a few more sentences over the phone.

Unable to endure the time difference, it was truly too late over there, the conversation didn’t continue, and Thomas hung up the phone yawning.

"Master Pedro."

Butler Loxley spoke to Pedro only now, "Young Mr. Durant’s antics are likely for Miss Scott. She was present at the tavern when the trouble occurred."

After speaking, Butler Loxley’s brows revealed a hint of concern, "Did you know?"

If it were merely a regular friendship, why would he so vigorously stand up for her?

Either they’re deeply connected.

Or, Benjamin wants to pursue Nora Scott...

Butler Loxley didn’t know the full story, he only worried that since Nora and Pedro seldom reunited, Benjamin Durant’s actions might disrupt their relationship.

"They know each other," Pedro replied with a calm tone, then glanced at Butler Loxley and added, "They’re in a mentor-student relationship."

"..."

Butler Loxley was stunned, his brows relaxed, showing a faint smile.

However, Pedro’s eyes fleetingly revealed a dark gleam.

Benjamin Durant and Nora Scott are in a mentor-student relationship, but the companion with Benjamin, Humphrey Jennings...

Scheming, with ill intentions. Clearly devoted to Nora Scott.

After reflecting, Pedro shifted the topic, "Prepare for one thing."

"Yes."

Butler Loxley lowered his eyes.

*

First Affiliated High School.

When they walked out of the laboratory, it was already dark outside.

Having worked overtime on tests, Oliver Scott and Marcus Shaw both wore weary expressions, looking tired and unable to hide their exhaustion.

Glenn Flynn followed them out, shut the laboratory door, walked up, and patted the shoulders of the two.

He comforted, "Hang in there, you’ll be free next month."

"I’m hungry."

Oliver rubbed his stomach and pretended to look troubled.

Avoiding Glenn Flynn’s hand, Marcus Shaw said indifferently, "There’s nothing to eat in the cafeteria."

The two of them bantered back and forth, which clearly implied their intentions.

"Fine, I’ll treat you guys to dinner outside," Glenn Flynn sighed and smiled wryly, "A month’s salary, all squandered by you two brothers."

These two brothers were definitely in cahoots; after every "overtime," they’d either con him into buying dinner if it was early or a late-night snack if it was late. It was as if they couldn’t rid themselves of work fatigue without extorting something from him.

Oliver patted his shoulder, mimicking his earlier tone, "Hang in there, you’ll be free next month."

Glenn Flynn: "..."

"Wasn’t Andrew supposed to be at the fruit shop after school? Is he back now, or should we invite him to eat with us?" Oliver turned to ask Marcus Shaw.

Marcus Shaw replied, "He’s been taken back to Cloudwater Haven, said he’s with Camilo Nogueira these days."

After kindergarten ended early, Andrew Hughes stayed at the fruit shop, waiting for Camilo Nogueira to pick him up after work and take him back to Cloudwater Haven.

"Who?"

Suddenly speaking up was Glenn Flynn, who had been trailing them.

"Andrew Hughes," Oliver explained casually, "the kid who snuck into school earlier."

"No," Glenn Flynn furrowed his brows, "I meant, Camilo Nogueira."

"Oh." Oliver nodded, looking rather puzzled, "What’s up?"

Adjusting his glasses, Glenn Flynn’s expression became less relaxed than before. He paused slightly before asking in a low voice, "The Camilo Nogueira you know, is he the CEO of Victor Technology?"

Oliver nodded, "Yes, that’s him."

"This year’s mecha competition is co-hosted by Victor Technology; you both knew that, right?"

"..."

Marcus Shaw and Oliver exchanged a glance.

They both knew this.

But did it have anything to do with Camilo Nogueira?

"Last year during a mecha competition at various schools, there was a bit of a scandal. The captain of one team had a father who was part of the organizing committee. Not only did he hire technical support for them, but he also gave them advantages during the competition."

"Later, when the incident was exposed, the father resigned in disgrace, the team withdrew from the competition, and several students were disciplined. The most severe consequence was the cancellation of their graduate school recommendations and scholarships, and they were heavily criticized."

Glenn Flynn explained.

Oliver was taken aback, "Just knowing someone wouldn’t lead to that, right?"

"That’s not it," Glenn Flynn chuckled lightly, "but because last year’s incident attracted public pressure and led to questions about the fairness of such competitions, this year, there’s more attention paid to these kinds of issues."

With a slight pause, Glenn Flynn resumed his gentle, composed demeanor, continuing, "You’re not just participating for fun; you’re aiming to win. There will surely be people watching you. ’Knowing Camilo Nogueira’ isn’t a problem, but try not to let it be widely known to avoid giving people something to talk about and causing trouble for you later."

"Alright."

Oliver agreed at once.

With the competition approaching, they both wanted to avoid unnecessary trouble.

Marcus Shaw said nothing, but his silence amounted to agreement.

"No," Oliver brought back the previous topic, moving closer to Marcus Shaw and lowering his voice several decibels, "how come he’s so good to Andrew when they’ve only known each other for a few days?"

Glenn Flynn: "..."

Just told you not to tell outsiders, didn’t say you have to be so careful even in conversation.

Sighing, Glenn Flynn rubbed his forehead.

"Don’t know," Marcus Shaw replied indifferently, "it’s what my brother-in-law handed off to him."

"They’re busy with work, can they really take care of Andrew..."

...

The two brothers muttered to each other, leaving Glenn Flynn standing on the side.

Glenn Flynn, willingly acting as their walking meal ticket, looked at the two with a sense of helplessness, saying nothing more, and wisely stayed silent, following them without a word.

Just as they were about to leave the school gates, Glenn Flynn’s phone in his pocket vibrated incessantly, causing him to pause in confusion before taking it out to check the messages.

It was a group message.

A newly created group, without even a chance to change the group name yet.

The ID of the group members looked familiar, they were friends of Ethan Scott, but upon closer inspection, Ethan Scott’s ID wasn’t among them.

[What group is this?]

[What’s going on?]

[@Lewis, what’s the purpose of this group?]

...

[Lewis]: It’s nothing, just a reminder. Recently, in Fenton City, there’s been a brash and wealthy second-generation kid causing trouble for Ethan Scott in both business and social circles. Last night, Lewis and a few others were tricked out of millions in assets, and he’ll likely make other moves in the coming days.

[Lewis]: In short, brothers, try to avoid Ethan Scott these days, don’t act on impulse, and be cautious to be safe.

Glenn Flynn: "..."

Which rich heir could make these reckless playboys panic like startled birds?