Overprotected By My Tsundere CEO

Chapter 783 - 500: The Official Meeting of Mother-in-Law and Daughter-in-Law [End of Volume]

In Rosie Sullivan’s mind, the self-assured Nora Scott, who could look down upon the entire Mechanism Arts Circle, was now sitting in the cafeteria, holding the uniformly distributed lunch from the crew, facing Henry Chapman and exchanged glances.

The scene was overly realistic.

Rosie Sullivan wasn’t there, Katherine Collins wasn’t there, Paula Loughton wasn’t there, and these two top stars didn’t even have an assistant with them, unable to eat a slightly better meal.

But the two of them were moving slowly; they weren’t in a hurry at all while lining up for food, ending up with only leftovers in their hands.

Nora Scott took a bite of rice, so hard it could break her teeth.

"Not eating will leave you hungry."

Henry Chapman finally started eating, took a bite of rice, but his expression gradually turned stiff and numb.

Nora Scott sighed, put down her chopsticks, reached for her phone, "Don’t eat, I’ll get someone to deliver—"

"Here."

Before she finished speaking, two packaged meals were placed on the dining table.

A delightful surprise.

The two were startled, instinctively looked up, and surprisingly saw Joseph Sutton, who still looked somewhat handsome with glasses on.

It seemed you could faintly see a pair of small white wings behind Mr. Sutton.

The kind and considerate Mr. Sutton pushed his glasses up and said calmly, "Marcus Shaw instructed it. Said you two might starve without an assistant."

Henry Chapman + Nora Scott: "..."

The small holy wings behind the straightforward Mr. Sutton suddenly vanished and grew on the silent and socially awkward little angel Marcus Shaw.

"I won’t be in school for long, in the coming days, I hope Mr. Sutton can continue to maintain this spirit."

Nora Scott said this, pushing aside the meal she got from the cafeteria earlier, opened the dishes delivered by Joseph Sutton, and laid them out on the table one by one.

Mr. Sutton sighed, heavily rubbed his temples.

And they call themselves top stars...

This stance, doesn’t even count as a small transparent in the entertainment circle.

—At least the small transparent may have full points in the skill of lining up for food.

*

Though the three assistants aren’t there, on weekdays they have Mr. Sutton, on rest days they have the two younger brothers, Nora Scott and Henry Chapman’s life wasn’t affected much.

Except, for Nora Scott’s daily habit of urging updates.

The most ruthless one was a team that directly flew ten drones into the campus and lined them up outside the teaching building, hanging one banner after another, all urging updates.

It hung for a whole morning.

All teachers and students walking by could see it.

In the end, Alfred Lawrence held Nora Scott’s head and put her on early leave, begging her to update "Base No. 9" quickly to avoid causing trouble for their crew’s filming.

If not for the few readers who operated the drones getting caught, Nora Scott would’ve thought it was Pedro Langley intentionally arranging it to let her leave early.

Going on early leave, the first thing was not to resume updating, but rather—to meet the parents.

Early in the morning, Nora Scott unusually got up without sleeping in, didn’t make any noise, but stayed in the wardrobe room picking suitable clothes, and—did a beautiful makeup.

More thoughtful than going out on a date with Pedro Langley.

"Could it be too formal?" Pedro Langley leaned at the wardrobe room door, hands spread, utterly unable to understand.

Nora Scott said, "Leaving a good impression is very important."

"Forgive my straightforwardness, you’re not really someone who would do this." Pedro Langley risked it all, speaking his death sentence, "Besides, your beauty speaks for itself, they’ve both seen you."

Nora Scott’s face turned cold, she walked over and slammed the door shut.

Isn’t she meeting the elders for the first time, can’t she put some thought into it?

The future in-laws aren’t those opportunist, self-seeking, sycophantic small fry in the Martial World.

For different people, you put different effort. —She knows well in her heart.

Pedro Langley was left with nothing, reluctantly left, instructed Butler Loxley not to put chili in breakfast, so this ancestor doesn’t blame him if she gets in a bad mood later for not stopping her from eating chili.

—Dating a girlfriend is like accompanying a tiger, difficult.

However, when Nora Scott was ready, Pedro Langley was genuinely amazed, perfectly convinced.

Neither flashy nor tacky, just right.

One word, divine.

No mother-in-law under the sun could say "no".

...

The meeting place was set at the Langley Residence, the plan was for the two to go in the morning, have a lunch at home, then leave in the afternoon.

On the other side, Langley Residence.

Marsh Langley watched Flora Loughton, who started bustling around since early morning, with a headache.

"Does this outfit seem too formal? I feel Nora prefers everyday style, a little more casual would be better."

"Should I change into this one? Langley, give me some advice."

"Is my makeup okay today? Is the lipstick too bold? I’m afraid being too cold might ruin Nora’s good impression."

...

In Flora Loughton’s anxious behavior, Nora Scott and Pedro Langley arrived on time.

Flora Loughton stood up suddenly, worriedly turning in circles.

Facing a stage with thousands, Professor Loughton was calm and composed, but now seemed like a student facing final exams.

Marsh Langley laughed and cried, held Flora Loughton’s hand, calming her down.

Then, with the servants leading them, the two stepped into the living room—

"Miss Loughton?"

At that moment when their eyes met, Nora Scott appropriately showed slight bewilderment, seemingly blurting out this name.

Flora Loughton was slightly startled, immediately became nervous and uneasy, yet still maintained composed and graceful on the surface, similarly showing a bit of surprise, then proactively came forward, "Nora?"

After exclaiming in astonishment, she took Nora Scott’s hand, joyfully said, "So the person dating Pedro is you?"

Saying this, she glared angrily at Pedro Langley, "Knowing I like Nora, you deliberately kept it from me, right?"

Pedro Langley: "..." You might as well write another script.

The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law knowingly put on masks, each having their own thoughts, but it didn’t affect their relationship at all, soon Flora Loughton led Nora Scott away.

While—

Pedro Langley and Marsh Langley, the two elderly gentlemen who were left aside, could only look at each other in dismay.