Free Web NovelChapter 1063: Chapter 739: The Grand Finale [10] — You’re Anxious, I’m Lazy
Annabelle Pinto’s long Weibo, detailing everything.
Weibo acted immediately, in unison with other platforms, to delete her post and prohibit any form of image content being published. However, due to the sensational nature of the news and Nora Scott’s celebrity effect, Annabelle’s long Weibo was saved by many and spread virally.
Moments.
Group chats.
Private chats.
...
Everywhere.
Some discreetly posted discussions on social media platforms.
[Emmm, I’m blown away speechless. Nora Scott is truly incredible. The unique heir with no peers, I’m bowing down.]
[...I always knew Nora Scott was awesome and cool, but I didn’t know she was this awesome and cool.]
[Congratulations to Nora Scott for upgrading from a national treasure to a world treasure.]
[Loulanel City is on fire, I predict a massive crowd heading that way. Maze Village sounds interesting, but will it be protected by the state?]
[Has anyone investigated this plan? In those days, might they have been researching some shady dealings...]
[This matter is intriguing. But looking at the current situation, Annabelle Pinto probably won’t have the chance for another exposé.]
...
While swift action was taken online, Annabelle Pinto herself was captured at a certain residence two hours later for her involvement in national secrets and arrested.
Though the national response was fast, it wasn’t as quick as the speed at which the netizens spread the news.
The uproar continued.
Even if no one openly discussed it, conversations were thriving privately.
Nora Scott received the news later, after Annabelle Pinto was apprehended.
She was munching on sunflower seeds at the moment.
When she got the message from Fátima, she nearly dropped a seed.
"A top-secret project that has been kept under wraps for so many years, by so many people, is now all over the place because of a minor celebrity?" Nora finished a seed and casually discarded the shell, then asked seriously, "Will the next step be a crackdown on influencer celebrities?"
"You’d be the first to be hit." Fátima rolled her eyes.
Nora proudly retorted, "I’m a top-tier influencer no matter where I go."
Fátima: "..."
"How to proceed now?" Nora asked.
"Investigate Annabelle Pinto, block the info. We’ll see how far we can go." Fátima replied indifferently.
This matter wasn’t her responsibility; others would handle the aftermath.
She wouldn’t worry about it.
"Oh."
Nora nodded.
"However, the requirement from above is—" Fátima paused.
"Hmm?"
Nora looked over.
"To prevent the impact of this event from escalating, they hope you can quickly find a way to access it." Fátima conveyed the order, then added, "Maze Village will be completely sealed off during this time, and its residents relocated. Entry and exit are prohibited. However, the duration cannot be too long, as it’s a wasteful expenditure for the country. Consider it for the sake of national budget."
"..."
Nora was silent.
At that moment, Pedro Langley walked out of the study.
Nora glanced at him and raised her brow lightly, "My husband has money."
"How much to donate?"
Pedro looked over and, without asking for reasons, readily picked up the conversation.
Nora smiled at Fátima.
"..."
Fátima twitched her lips, feeling like Pedro was blinding Nora’s pure eyes with worldly money.
Then she turned her head and asked, "Want to donate a batch of the latest model military drones first? Our team can use them. They can also give you free testing."
Nora: "..."
Pedro: "..."
Have some shame, okay.
Nevertheless, Pedro readily agreed.
—Not only because she was Nora’s junior mentor but also due to her profession and experience, as well as the people behind her, who were worth it.
"Have you heard about Annabelle Pinto’s issue?" Nora asked Pedro.
"Yes."
Pedro nodded slightly, walked over, opened his hand, and Nora naturally placed the sunflower seeds into his palm for him to peel.
He peeled one, fed it to Nora, then said, "There’s some good news."
"What?"
"Our company has been communicating with the military through your junior mentor." Pedro said, "We want the filming rights when Mechanism City emerges."
"Ah?"
Nora was taken aback.
"For such a precious existence, there should be some record of it." Pedro said, "From the model’s view, normal shooting equipment cannot capture the entirety. Drones are required. Our company’s developed drones are perfect for this. Today, news came that the military has agreed."
Nora raised her brows, "Impressive."
Saying she wasn’t tempted would be a lie.
This was, after all, a project where Antonio Easton served as the chief architect.
Every building has a lifespan.
Mechanism City is no exception.
Sealed underground for over forty years, the current state of Mechanism City was uncertain. But in the coming years, it certainly won’t be preserved intact, so preserving it through video footage is an excellent approach.
However—
This might involve confidentiality once again.
Nora knew that someone would record the video, but she hadn’t considered how high the quality would be. Now with Pedro taking on this task and outfitting it with advanced gear, Nora could rest easy.
—She trusted Pedro to handle things properly.
"Not bad."
Fátima also praised.
While setting up the connection, she thought Pedro would succeed. However, she hadn’t anticipated that Pedro could achieve it so quickly.
The three chatted for a good while.
Then, they unanimously concluded that Annabelle Pinto’s antics, aside from pressuring the government, seemed to have little impact on them.
Thus they treated it as if it never happened.
But—
"Sis! Brother-in-law!"
In the evening, Oliver Scott hurried back. After greeting them, he dashed to the water dispenser, filled a cup, and chugged it down in large gulps, an entire cup gone in an instant.
Nora and Pedro were on the sofa, reading pregnancy-related materials, and turned at the commotion.
Just as they were about to ask "Why the rush," in the next moment, Marcus Shaw appeared at the door.
—Marcus Shaw was all covered in injuries.
