Overprotected By My Tsundere CEO

Chapter 520 - 320: Master Pedro the Think Tank Plots a Strategy

The atmosphere, which was gradually relaxing, suddenly became strange because of that comment from Evelyn Winter.

The Thief?

A woman?

Sitting here listening the whole time?

...

During the narration, Benjamin Durant specifically mentioned this Thief and spoke of her in glowing terms, saying she came and went without a trace. But as it turns out—

She was sitting right next to us, listening!

Even someone as thick-skinned as Benjamin Durant felt a bit embarrassed.

"This..." Miguel Smith was taken aback, inhaled sharply, and instinctively glanced at Nora Scott, "Sweetheart, you’re amazing, how do you know everyone?"

To this question, Henry Chapman, Joseph Sutton, and Pedro Langley all expressed their unanimous agreement.

Nora Scott really seems to have connections with everyone.

She raised an eyebrow and introduced, "Evelyn Winter, a former disciple of Easton."

Miguel Smith: ???

Sir Easton had such a disciple?

However, Joseph Sutton seemed to have heard a little about it and looked at Evelyn Winter with some realization.

"Sis, are you really The Thief?"

Benjamin Durant turned his back, looking at Evelyn Winter sitting on the dining chair behind, and asked with interest.

"Yes."

Evelyn Winter’s brow moved slightly, and she smiled.

The young people nowadays really have sweet tongues, calling her "sis" so nicely.

—Evelyn Winter had no idea that the someone she found sweet-talking had become a notorious troublemaker among the second-generation rich in Fenton City in just a few days.

Miguel Smith asked, "Sis, how exactly do you do it, can you explain it in detail?"

He wasn’t familiar with Martial World rules; he was purely curious about the action and identity.

With his question, Henry Chapman and Joseph Sutton both showed interest in their eyes, faintly expecting.

However—

Before Evelyn Winter could answer, Nora Scott interrupted, "What are you talking about? Things have just started."

Miguel Smith was confused, "Isn’t it already ’case closed’?"

Everyone glanced at him leisurely.

—Your issue certainly is ’case closed’ for now.

However, the mastermind behind Henry Chapman’s antique robbery five years ago—the whereabouts of the ’sixth person’ and the fate of the antique are still unknown.

Regarding the golden cup, if the Thief herself, Evelyn Winter, wasn’t involved, then this matter could be considered ’case closed,’ since it has nothing to do with them.

But now, Evelyn Winter was inexplicably framed and falsely accused of ’stealing the real golden cup,’ so it naturally can’t be regarded as if it never happened.

Joseph Sutton’s true reason for coming here hasn’t even been realized yet.

"Did you bring the cup?"

Nora Scott turned and asked Humphrey Jennings.

She lay casually on the rattan chair, while Pedro Langley stood beside her, leaning languidly on one side.

At first glance, the sense of harmony between them was particularly strong.

Humphrey Jennings took just one look before quickly withdrawing his gaze.

He gave a slight assent and then took out a brocade box, passing it to Joseph Sutton via Benjamin Durant.

"It should be genuine."

As he handed over the brocade box, Benjamin Durant commented.

Once the golden cup was in hand, he took out photos and compared them one by one, did some research to confirm, though not with one hundred percent certainty, at least with over ninety percent confidence that it’s genuine.

However, when Joseph Sutton took the brocade box, put on gloves, retrieved the golden cup, and opened his portable folder—

Benjamin Durant fell silent.

I don’t know where Joseph Sutton found a pile of materials.

High-definition pictures of the golden cup;

A detailed introduction to the golden cup;

An explanation of the craftsmanship techniques of the era;

...

In short, the materials they found were far more thorough than Benjamin Durant’s last-minute makeshift efforts.

Joseph Sutton didn’t compare while looking at the materials; he had an excellent memory, had read through all the materials, highlighted the key points, and even consulted Sir Sutton in advance, so he only picked a few specially noted points to make comparisons.

In less than three minutes, he gave an answer.

"It’s real."

After saying it simply and clearly, Joseph Sutton put the golden cup back into the brocade box, closed it, and then took off his gloves.

Before confirmation, everything previously was speculation.

But now, with concrete evidence—

It inevitably made people a bit upset.

Using The Thief’s challenge, they easily swapped the cup under the table. If not for several coincidences revealing the plot, the ’sixth person’ would have gotten the golden cup and thus escaped scot-free.

All the blame would fall on The Thief.

Played beautifully, played cleverly.

One after another, it makes someone want to drag him out and beat him to death.

"Thank you for your hard work," Nora Scott lazily spoke, then stared at Joseph Sutton, saying slowly, "You can leave now."

Burn bridges after crossing them.

Get rid of the donkey when the grinding is done.

Boil the hound once the rabbit is caught.

Hide the bow once the birds are gone.

...

Words appeared one by one in everyone’s minds.

Nora Scott’s action was a bit unbecoming.