Overprotected By My Tsundere CEO

Chapter 1024 - 707: Showing Off Their Love [10] Pedro Langley: I, the Green Tea CEO, Will Transfer Money

"Hey, the person over there, I heard I chased you once?"

"..."

No one expected that the way Nora Scott "solved this issue" was so direct.

Last night, someone had posted an analysis saying that if Nora wanted to distance herself from Lennon Turner, she would have to maintain distance from him on the show, then display a bit of affection with Pedro Langley, turning the past into mere memories.

Most netizens agreed with this view.

After all, who hasn’t been a bit crazy in their youth...

Besides, at that time, Lennon Turner was indeed quite handsome, worthy of Nora’s attention.

However, no one expected—

That Nora would address the matter openly, and in the simplest and rudest way, directly proving—this is a damn rumor.

[???]

[This...]

[Damn.]

[What’s happening?]

...

The live broadcast comments were suddenly filled with all sorts of gibberish out of shock, rendering netizens incapable of speaking a complete sentence.

Not until they regained their composure did they start typing other comments—

[Whoa, from what Nora’s saying, is this false?]

[Damn, I was emotionally invested in this gossip for so long, and now you’re telling me it’s all a play?!]

[As expected of Beauty Nora, even her way of addressing rumors is so unconventional.]

[The atmosphere is filled with awkwardness. I’m embarrassed for them, my toes are curling so much they’re digging out a seaside villa.]

[You’re the master of awkward moments, my Beauty Scott.]

...

Inside.

The director wiped his face hard and then took a deep breath. It wasn’t until his assistant reminded him of the surge in live broadcast viewers that he made the firm decision not to interrupt the broadcast.

On the other side.

Margaret Stone and Lennon Turner’s hearts were breaking; neither of them expected that Nora would dare to break the facade during a live broadcast.

Meanwhile, Emily Bay and Anthony Santos were thoroughly entertained.

—To see such a good drama while filming a variety show, it’s worth it.

—As long as Nora’s fire doesn’t burn them, it’s fine.

"No need to bring up the past," Margaret Stone said with a stiff smile, even her tone had changed.

"Oh, why not bring it up?" Nora raised an eyebrow, smiling beguilingly yet casually, her words were sharp, not holding back at all, "Sounds like I really had something with your husband."

"If there’s nothing, there’s nothing," Margaret said awkwardly, "Those online news pieces are indeed unreliable."

"If I remember correctly, years ago, one of those reports was written by you." Nora persisted, "You wrote it with such conviction, and now you say there’s nothing? That’s not right."

"..."

Margaret was speechless.

In the live broadcast room:

[Nora: I’m good for nothing, except for breaking the facade.]

[Ah... I’m dead... killed by this awkwardness.]

[I remember Margaret Stone used to be a reporter, so she wrote the reports back then? Wow, there’s gossip. Let’s dig it up quickly.]

...

Seeing that Nora was about to expose everything, Lennon Turner, who planned to maintain his "high-cold and indifferent" persona, finally felt uneasy. He subconsciously licked his lips and said, "Bringing up old matters is pointless." As he spoke, he turned to the camera, "Just to clarify, nothing ever happened between me and Nora."

As soon as he finished speaking, before the audience could waver their thoughts, Nora leisurely said, "That sounds a bit like a white lotus remark."

Lennon Turner: "..."

You’re the white lotus!

Your whole family is a white lotus!

Margaret, who was next to him, was so angry her face turned green.

On the other side, Emily Bay couldn’t hide her amusement, even using food to cover it, her eyes were curved with joy.

Whoa, hahaha... Emily Bay’s mind was filled with comments.

[Damn, I was just about to sympathize with Lennon Turner, but then Nora’s "white lotus" shattered it.]

[Why do I feel... Lennon Turner does exude a bit of a white lotus vibe?]

[Lennon the White Lotus... Haha, sorry, but Nora’s insight is sharp.]

[Hahaha, I can’t take it, Nora never disappoints. Queen of roasts.]

...

A group of netizens who just came to watch the drama laughed without principles.

Lennon Turner is not some popular star, he’s become obscure beyond return, and even the few die-hard fans he has are nothing compared to Nora’s current fame, they have no room for resistance. It’s just that Nora’s fans are too laid-back to bother with them.

However, Nora Scott had a strong fan base of casual viewers.

The onlookers were there just for gossip, be it Nora Scott’s or Lennon Turner’s, all the same to them.

*

Because both Emily Bay and Anthony Santos were focused on watching the drama, Lennon Turner and Margaret Stone were left with no way out and could only look to Pedro Langley, hoping the CEO would be kind enough to provide an escape route for them to get through this hurdle.

However, Pedro Langley, who had remained silent, understood their plea for help after seeing their gaze but spoke up: "I’m curious too. The person I’ve always pursued but couldn’t have, why are they clinging to you? Do you have more money, are you better looking, or is your personality more caring?"

"..."

"..."

"..."

This show could stop recording right now!

Everyone on set was inwardly groaning—except for Nora Scott and Pedro Langley.

The livestream audience couldn’t stop laughing.

[Whoa, Mr. Langley is ruthless! No wonder the chef at Virtue Retreat calls him a green tea!]

[There’s a hint of white lotus on one side, and green tea on the other, hahaha, I’m dying of laughter.]

[Mr. Langley, you’re the best! You’re not just wealthy; you’re more handsome than Lennon Turner and more caring. You’ll always be the treasure of our Heavenly Immortal’s heart.]

[Mr. Langley, joining the wicked side, I love it!]

[So tragic, I’m actually thinking of supporting this green tea CEO.]

...

"Ahem."

The director couldn’t stand the awkward atmosphere anymore, walked over with a megaphone, and coughed twice to establish his presence.

The three couples naturally looked toward him.

"Margaret Stone’s book has arrived. Shall we bring it over now?" The director helplessly took on the role of host, initiating the next segment.

With someone taking the lead, Margaret Stone immediately jumped up eagerly, "Bring it over then. Sorry for the trouble."

The director signaled with his eyes, and someone promptly moved a stack of books over.

"What’s this?" Emily Bay finally chimed in.

The books were placed on the coffee table, revealing the title on the cover—"Butterfly Effect: The Beginning and Process of the 1109 Incident."

Author: Crystal Hughes.

Nora Scott raised her hand to rub her chin.

This is...

Quite a coincidence.

"Oh, this is my friend’s book," Margaret Stone hurriedly explained, then picked up a book to distribute. "I once worked at Fenton City TV and met Crystal Hughes. This is her new book from the end of last year, and it recently won the Carlos Nonfiction Literary Award. The preface to her book was written by the famous war correspondent Kerry Burns. I asked her for a few signed copies to give to all of you specifically."

Emily Bay: "..." She had never paid attention to awards, much less any war correspondent.

It was apparent that Margaret Stone wanted to show off, but... the audience wasn’t quite right.

Resting her chin on her hand, Nora Scott chuckled and asked Margaret Stone with interest, "So, did you read the ’preface’?"

Margaret Stone was momentarily stunned, showing a hint of awkwardness, but braved it and said, "Of course I did. Is there a problem?"

"Nothing."

Nora Scott raised an eyebrow nonchalantly, reaching for one of the books.

Flipping through it casually.

Her attitude perplexed Margaret Stone.

Yet, Margaret Stone didn’t think much more of it.

She distributed the books, then began to talk about Crystal Hughes’s battlefield experiences, subtly hinting at her good relationship with Crystal Hughes. She wasn’t famous, and neither was Crystal Hughes among the public, but in the news circle, Crystal Hughes was renowned, admired by countless professionals.

—She couldn’t become a top-tier personality like Nora Scott, but by associating with a prestigious war correspondent like Crystal Hughes, she could share some of the limelight.

At least, she wouldn’t be completely overshadowed by Nora Scott and Emily Bay.

Unfortunately—

She couldn’t see the livestream’s comments.

This time, neither Nora Scott nor the others called out Margaret Stone, instead listening as she promoted Crystal Hughes. Meanwhile, they occasionally skimmed through the book in their hands, which was very respectful compared to the earlier behavior.

Margaret Stone had already begun to imagine the barrage of praise for her in the comments.

The director also let out a sigh of relief.

However, before the director could fully relax, an assistant ran over, whispering in his ear, "Director."

Turning his head, the director noticed the assistant’s evasive expression and frowned, puzzled, "What is it?"

"Another mishap," the assistant mumbled.

"What?"

The director widened his eyes, baffled.

"Margaret Stone’s mishap," the assistant’s expression was very conflicted.

"What’s going on?" Cold sweat started to drip down the director’s forehead immediately.

The assistant simply handed over a tablet, "See for yourself."