Overprotected By My Tsundere CEO

Chapter 1089: Chapter 765: Hanging Up a Sheep’s Head [07]

April Thomason looked up at the sky.

The sky was blue, with a few white clouds floating occasionally. Sometimes, a few small black dots would hover above.

Thinking about the recording equipment on that thing, April felt a chill run down her spine.

Tsk.

So even in this rural area, there’s no privacy, huh?

April spat out the piece of grass in her mouth, dusted off her hands, and asked Nora Scott, "Are you still watching?"

"I’m going to see my husband." Nora tossed the binoculars to April and stood up.

"..."

Damn.

Always shoving the "love story" in her face, addicted to it or what?

With everyone leaving, April felt staying alone was pointless. After seeing the horses being controlled through the binoculars, she casually picked up the binoculars and sauntered after Nora.

"Going for a survey tomorrow?"

April stretched her muscles, feeling like her bones were knitting together.

"Survey what?" Nora glanced at her.

"Maze Village, of course."

April said matter-of-factly, pointing behind her with her hand.

Nora flatly refused, "Not going."

The route changes daily, why bother going, to familiarize themselves with the house layouts?

It’s useless.

A complete waste of time.

If Fátima hadn’t bought her the ticket, she would have dragged out coming for another two days.

She’d already been to Maze Village, actual fieldwork only requires prep of a day or two to confirm the model and real-life proportions, then to walk through it once personally is more than enough.

"Why not?" April asked, puzzled.

Nora pondered for a moment, then smiled, answering, "I’m smart."

April: ???

——No wonder she’s the little apprentice of the same master as Fátima.

——So conceited it’s unbearable.

April sighed, deciding to tolerate Nora given her looks, without uttering a single bothersome word.

*

Nora and April walked to the main tent of the second camp.

Compared to the "eye for an eye" atmosphere of the third camp and the "strict order" of the first camp, the second camp’s vibe was much more relaxed and joyful.

They were all young and accomplished programmers, able to delve deeply into strings of code during work, yet in leisure, could also hang around and have fun in this barren desert.

No restraints, no conflicts, they were truly relaxed.

Now was lunch break, and only Joseph Sutton, Pedro Langley, and Fátima were in the main tent.

"Sutton."

Since Joseph was coaxed into Pedro’s company by Fátima and transferred to work in the Northwest, Nora rarely saw him.

Now that they’ve met, naturally, she greeted him.

Joseph, without glasses and stripped of the fake scholarly guise, was now a cold and handsome man. Seeing Nora, he glanced at her, asking, "Did you bring the specialties Grandpa requested?"

Nora: "..."

Siblings can’t even work together.

Her being a beautiful Heavenly Immortal for a day couldn’t surpass a pack of snacks he’s loved since childhood?

Seeing Nora’s about-to-crack expression, Pedro smirked and stepped in, "It’s in my suitcase."

"I ate half last night," Nora leisurely added.

"..." Joseph paused, raising his hand to push his glasses, but halfway realized he wasn’t wearing any, hesitated momentarily, retracted his hand, and said blankly, "Give me the rest."

"Okay."

Nora said casually.

Then, Joseph warned, "Not a single piece missing."

"Okay."

Nora replied again.

At that moment, April leaned in, whispering in Nora’s ear, "Your Sutton’s quite the foodie, isn’t he?"

"Never traveled far," Nora paused, shot a glance at Joseph, then added two words upon pondering, "homesick."

"No kidding." April said in surprise.

"He’s pretending." Nora commented upfront, "I bet he’s silently cursing me for eating his snacks."

"..."

Suddenly, April looked at Joseph with newfound respect.

"Ahem." Fátima suddenly coughed, drawing both their attention, and openly reminded, "Can hear you."

By now, Joseph’s expression was decidedly icy.

He simply put down the drone in his hand, shot Nora a look, and in the end decided to avoid the trouble, turned on his heel to leave.

There was only one door.

He passed Nora as he left.

Nora suddenly said "Hey."

Joseph halted.

"Has Michael Quinn contacted you?" Nora asked.

Slightly pursing his lips, Joseph replied, "No."

"Tell him that Sir Easton’s grand project is about to launch."

"..."

Giving her a meaningful look, Joseph said no more, simply continued out the door.