Overprotected By My Tsundere CEO

Chapter 1074: Chapter 750: Grand Finale [21] – Birthday

Two days after Oliver and Marcus Shaw left, Nora Scott and Pedro Langley moved into the villa.

The larger space was more suitable for Nora Scott’s work.

Pedro Langley no longer had to endure barely being able to set foot on the ground upon entering.

As for Nora Scott, under Fátima’s requirements, she began to study the blueprints intensively. Originally, two more episodes of the reality show needed to be recorded, but since Emily Bay and Anthony Santos changed, setting a precedent, Nora Scott had Pedro postpone the remaining recordings, and any compensation followed the usual process.

The netizens let out a wail.

For the first time, their desire to see Nora Scott online pushed her name onto the trending list.

However, Nora Scott had cut off contact with the outside world and didn’t follow the news, so she had no idea about this.

Besides work, Pedro Langley had to help Nora Scott analyze Antonio Easton’s artifacts, leaving him no mind to focus on these matters.

On this particular day.

"Master, have a sip of tea."

The soon-to-be elementary student Andrew Hughes dashed into the study and handed the cup of tea to Nora Scott.

"Oh."

Nora Scott paused her work, took the cup, and drank a sip.

Not too cold, not too hot, the tea was just right.

"Master, would you like a back rub?" Andrew Hughes asked, looking up at Nora Scott with great concern.

It was the weekend during Andrew’s school break.

He had completed the homework Nora Scott assigned him half a month ago, so he took the time over the weekend to come over to have Nora Scott check his work and then wait for her to teach him new Mechanical Techniques and assign new homework.

But since he arrived, he saw Nora Scott busy in the study.

He felt she was working too hard, especially since she had a baby in her belly, so he busied himself "taking care" of her, bringing in various things and placing a lot in the study.

Nora Scott let him do as he pleased.

"No need."

Nora Scott declined.

Even if she were to exploit child labor, she wouldn’t go this far.

"Oh."

Andrew Hughes nodded obediently.

After a pause, he asked, "Master, does Marcus often ask after you from outside?"

"Not bad."

Nora Scott picked up a sheet of blueprint, answering absentmindedly.

The place Oliver and Marcus Shaw went to was quite remote, and even in this age of advanced technology, signals weren’t always available. Besides, Marcus wasn’t a fan of connecting with people, texting on WeChat with stiff, emotionless replies that were better left unsaid.

It was Oliver who, whenever there was a signal, kept Nora Scott updated daily.

He also narrated their various "adventures" during this "expedition".

As far as Marcus was concerned, if Oliver was in touch with Nora Scott, it was effectively him being in touch with her, making no difference.

"...Oh."

Andrew Hughes responded, then pursed his lips.

"Do you miss him?" Nora Scott casually asked, "Their trip is coming to an end. In a few days, they’ll be back."

Oliver and Marcus Shaw’s mission was nearing its conclusion.

Once their results were published and applications filled, they would return. — Of course, that was assuming Nora Scott hadn’t yet set the date.

Once the date was set, they’d likely have a direct "Sandcastle City meeting".

"Not really."

Andrew Hughes replied.

Nora Scott turned to look at him, seeing Andrew’s slightly disgruntled face, and assumed he was having a mood. She smiled, raising a hand to pat his head.

She said, "Go find Butler Loxley and have some snacks, and I’ll teach you Mechanical Techniques in half an hour."

"Okay."

Andrew Hughes nodded obediently.

He didn’t disturb Nora Scott’s work any further and quickly left the study.

However, he didn’t go to find Butler Loxley but instead sat on the steps, pulled out his phone, and dialed Marcus Shaw’s number.

It happened that Marcus had a signal just then, and after two rings, Marcus answered the call.

"Marcus!"

Andrew Hughes’s voice was soft and childish, but the tone was serious, even somewhat stern.

"What’s up?" Marcus asked, puzzled.

"Why don’t you stay in touch with Master often?" Andrew Hughes asked, righteously educating him, "You’re out in the world, and not contacting Master could make her worry."

Marcus: "..."

Your master’s heart is tough; she didn’t even flinch when she heard we almost died. She just dismissed it with "Didn’t die? Then keep on."

"How can you maintain a good relationship with Master like this?" Andrew Hughes fretted, his little face scrunching up.

"..."

Marcus was at a loss for words.

Andrew Hughes assumed Marcus was feeling guilty, lectured a bit more, and then said, "I heard from Master and Loxley chatting that Master encountered some trouble."

"What?"

"They’re looking for a date. It’s a day of great significance to Master’s grandfather, roughly within June and July," Andrew Hughes asked, "Do you know it? If you help Master, she’ll definitely be very happy."

"June and July?" Marcus was taken aback.

"Yes," Andrew Hughes said, "They mentioned that Master’s, her grandfather’s, and her grandmother’s birthdays or anniversaries don’t match. Master is looking through her grandfather’s artifacts but hasn’t found anything useful."

"..." After pondering, Marcus said, "Oh."

"You—"

Andrew Hughes wanted to say something else.

At this moment, Butler Loxley appeared behind him, "Master Hughes, would you like some snacks?"

Andrew Hughes promptly turned around and stood up when he saw Butler Loxley, his expression cool, yet he greeted respectfully, "Grandpa Loxley."

Grandpa Loxley smiled gently.

While on the phone, Marcus suddenly spoke, "Let Grandpa Loxley take the call."

"Oh."

Andrew Hughes obediently held out the phone, looking up at Butler Loxley, "Grandpa Loxley, Marcus wants to talk to you."

"Okay."

Butler Loxley took the phone, "Master Shaw."

"Grandpa Loxley," Marcus wasted no time and got straight to the point, "I heard from Andrew that you’re looking for a date in June or July significant to my grandfather?"

"Yes."

"Couldn’t find it?"

"We started by checking the birthdays of his close relatives, but none matched," Butler Loxley answered truthfully.

"Then," Marcus paused before asking, "Did you check my mother’s?"

"Miss Easton?" Butler Loxley was taken aback, "No."

"If I remember the information correctly, the year Maze Village was rebuilt, my mother was born," Marcus said, "Her birthday is at the end of June."