Overprotected By My Tsundere CEO-Chapter 692 - 433: Nora Scott: She’s No Match for a Crappy Drone? [Part 2]
"Sis, why are you working with the craftsman team?"
Nora Scott leaned against the door, her gaze sweeping over the floor full of blueprints as she asked casually, "Have you seen my drawings?"
"Yeah."
Oliver Scott nodded.
"I like designing but not the actual crafting," Nora said nonchalantly. "Yet, I love the results of the designs."
Marcus Shaw + Oliver Scott: "..." So she finds other people to turn her designs into reality.
That’s very much Nora’s style.
Nodding, Oliver showed understanding, resting his elbow on the chair, his chin on his arm, and smiling radiantly in the afternoon sunlight. He asked, "Sis, have you designed a lot of works?"
After a brief thought, Nora replied, "Not many."
"..."
Tilting her head, Nora added, "But they’re not few either."
Indeed, they’re plentiful. She’s designed everything from secret rooms and villa mechanisms to various toys... And among these designs, only those crafted personally by Nora bear the mark of the "Maple Leaf."
Actually, she learned this from Antonio Easton.
It’s said that many craftsmen leave marks on their works, like Julian Linfield, who engraves "LY" on the end of flutes and xiao he makes. Sometimes, for fear of imitation, they use unique techniques, but nowadays... it’s hard to find a mark that can’t be copied; it all depends on one’s eyesight.
In her memory, Antonio Easton occasionally left a mark on items he made—a maple leaf.
Antonio didn’t like keeping his creations; he just let Nora play with them for a few days before burning them. In his view, they seemed to be just toys, not anything special.
Nora grew up with Antonio, absorbing many ideas subtly.
For example, she treats her mechanical objects as valueless toys; for another, she engraves the maple leaf mark seriously after crafting an item herself.
Wait! 𝑓𝘳𝘦𝑒𝑤𝑒𝘣𝘯ℴ𝘷𝘦𝓁.𝑐𝑜𝑚
Her style continues Antonio Easton’s, so logically, it should be quite similar to his. Hence, those secretly trying to dig out "Master Sliver" might actually be targeting—
Antonio Easton?!
She vaguely heard her elders mention that Antonio was once someone who "did great things," but specific details were unavailable.
Her grandfather seems to do everything calmly, but maybe he crossed paths with someone in his youth?
... After a mess of thoughts, Nora couldn’t clear her mind, so she simply gave up and tossed the matter aside.
"Grandpa and..."
Oliver wanted to say something but suddenly stopped, feeling quite awkward as he coughed.
He temporarily forgot that Nora and the Scott family were at odds.
Nora detected the oddity, raised her eyebrows, and signaled Oliver to continue, "What?"
Scratching his hair, Oliver explained slightly embarrassed, "Yesterday, Grandpa asked me to return to the Scott family for a meal. Dad said he severed ties with the Scott family, but I don’t have to. If the Scott family calls me, I still need to visit."
Nora responded with an "Mm," without disagreement.
"Sis, do you know the Xiangel City Sullivan Clan? The one you did the show with, Rosa Sullivan." Oliver continued, "I met her at the Scott family, along with her brother. Heard the Sullivan Clan wants to collaborate with Grandpa on some project, didn’t quite understand it, anyway, it involves Mechanical Techniques."
"Oh."
Nora’s eyes slightly lowered, calm and unperturbed.
Touching his nose, Oliver smiled and sincerely praised, "Sis, I think you’re even better."
"Mm. Exactly."
Nora nodded confidently, not at all humble.
Oliver: "..." Sis, you’re so proud it’s hard for me to continue complimenting.
But, Marcus Shaw was much calmer, not even blinking throughout. — By not saying "the Scott family and Sullivan family are trash," Nora might already be holding back.
After chatting with Marcus Shaw and Oliver Scott, Nora turned and headed to the small study to call Boss Alex.
"Speak."
Boss Alex had long been accustomed to Nora only calling when she had business.
Nora clicked her tongue, sat on the chair, picking up a pen from the table, and with rare curiosity said, "Can’t I call you for a chat?"
Boss Alex laughed helplessly and sighed, "Counting all your calls to me this year that you initiated..."
Clearing her throat, Nora also laughed and spoke directly: "Help me find Shaw."
"..."
Boss Alex was choked.
She really thought she was here for a "chat."
After a pause, Boss Alex straightforwardly asked, "What job is it this time?"
Shaw is a "carpenter." Of course, regular carpenters wouldn’t catch Nora’s eye, so Shaw is a hereditary carpenter and has some fame in the carpentry circle. He has a team responsible for outsourcing various engineering designs.
Nora said, "It’s for decorating."
"...He told me to tell you that he’s not incapable of doing everything." At this, Boss Alex couldn’t help but smile, "Last time after finishing your Mechanism Villa, you sold it off and angered him to the point of wanting to cut ties."
Nora was not deterred, casually saying, "I’ll send you the blueprints; you can give them to him. If he doesn’t agree, so be it."
"You tempt him every time."
"Willing to take the bait."
Nora was full of confidence.
*
After handling these matters, Nora thought about her secretly abandoned boyfriend, Pedro Langley.
Previously, Pedro returned from a business trip, and after two days together, she had to leave for a business trip again. Tomorrow she’d be joining a film crew; she figured she should meet her boyfriend for a meal or a date to avoid a long communication through "long-distance relationship" on phones for a while.
After hesitating for a moment, Nora went to the next room.
She thought the abandoned Pedro would feel "lonely and cold," reflecting on the desolate life of being dumped by his girlfriend. But upon entering, she saw him tuning a mechanical drone, swiftly plunging into a new "relationship."
Nora: "..."
Does she lose to a mere drone?
The mechanical drone hovered above her, spinning in circles, buzzing annoyingly.
Suddenly, a mechanism moved, opening a hatch below from which something dropped—a candy attached to a string swayed right in front of Nora.
Nora lifted her eyelids, glancing at Pedro who was playing with the remote in the living room, her expression was quite indifferent as she reached up and yanked the candy. Her grip was strong, causing the drone to sway, dipping downward before stabilizing and awkwardly rising towards the ceiling, before coming to a stop.
Compared to the drones on the market, it truly was very fragile.
Pedro glanced at Nora, half-smiling, and commented, "Motherly."
Peeling off the wrapper, Nora put the fruit hard candy into her mouth, lazily looking at him: "It was cheaply given to you anyway."
She walked over, tilted her head, and stared at the mechanical drone, asking suddenly, "How do you intend to show off your precious son?"
"That’s a secret."
Pedro chuckled.
"I’m joining the film crew tomorrow, won’t see it," Nora shrugged.
"There will be a live broadcast tomorrow," Pedro wasn’t disappointed at all, having already planned it, "I can even record a video for you."
"..."
This is truly showy.
Crushing the candy between her teeth, Nora inwardly ground her teeth, then moved to the main topic, "Want to go out for dinner and a movie tonight?"
His gaze fell on the hovering drone as Pedro replied without hesitation, "Still need to tweak it."
Nora side-eyed him, her gaze piercing, "Are you rejecting me?"
"I..."
Pedro realized the impending danger and quickly stopped talking.
Nora raised an eyebrow at him, then smiled, yet it looked grim. Then, the smile vanished in an instant.
Warning sirens blared.
Pedro quickly tossed the remote aside, reaching to grab Nora’s hand.
However, Nora, foreseeing his move, promptly sidestepped, walking straight to the door, "Cold war then, talk after you get over with your new flame."
"..."
Pedro was helplessly amused.
At this moment, there’s no way he’d let her leave, so he quickly caught up, pulling her into a hug, "I was wrong, my son doesn’t compare to you, darling."
Nora stood still, her hand pressed against his chest, keeping some distance.
She asked, "Do you know how many people are chasing me?"
"I can imagine." Pedro nodded.
Nora raised her chin, leisurely asking, "So?"
"What do you want to eat tonight? Movie with popcorn?" Pedro flowed smoothly with her words.
...
Nora casually mentioned someone was chasing her, not expecting her offhanded words to become prophetic the next day when she entered the film crew.
