Overprotected By My Tsundere CEO-Chapter 537 - 331: The Golden Cup of the National Museum Appears Out of Thin Air
"Can the school belle really be sure it’s fake? I’ve seen the picture, the markings are exactly the same."
"What’s so hard about mimicking markings?"
"I choose to believe Bella. Although I think she’s a bit aloof, she’s genuinely low-key. She wouldn’t say anything without certainty."
"Indeed. I’ve heard that Master Julian has been reclusive for some years now. It doesn’t make sense that he would suddenly give away a bamboo flute. Anyway, I believe what Bella said, it can’t be fake."
"Professor Loughton is really naive to believe that..."
...
Outside the door, Flora paused for a moment, gently frowned, furrowed her brows, and then left.
These kids are really troublesome.
*
"Escape Room" is being hyped for its focus on "Mechanical Techniques," and Rosa Sullivan, coming from a prominent family, naturally becomes the focal point of their promotional efforts.
Even though she was just an ordinary person before this.
If there’s no buzz, the show buys it.
#Rosa Sullivan#
#Royal Conservatory Belle#
With a hardcore mysterious background and her beauty like an emerging lotus, Rosa Sullivan instantly attracted many fans.
Upon checking her Weibo, they found that Rosa had posted a "clarification on her rumored affair with Pedro Langley," which immediately boosted her popularity.
[A girl with a background is just different, so bold in her actions.]
[Hhhh, this is the fastest I’ve seen a rumor cleared up.]
[The girl is beautiful, has a great aura, became a fan. Go on, future artist!]
[Low-key, bold, doesn’t hype scandals. What a goddess, love her, love her.]
...
Suddenly, a big wave of people turned into fans. Rosa Sullivan’s Weibo followers skyrocketed, increasing by 300,000 in one afternoon.
Meanwhile—
On campus, the discussions about Rosa Sullivan intensified.
She was already a campus sensation, and now with the successive explosive news, students interested in entertainment news couldn’t help but talk privately, naturally offering praises and admiration.
*
Three thirty in the morning.
Nora Scott nestled in the car, hugging a soft blanket, yawning repeatedly.
Marcus Shaw sat in the front passenger seat, a laptop open, wearing a headset, typing away at the keyboard, the monitor displaying the National Museum’s surveillance.
Nora, leaning against the car window, occasionally lifted her eyelids to glance at Marcus Shaw.
A shadow passed outside, causing Nora’s eyes to sharpen as she looked up to see Pedro Langley opening the car door and bending down to enter.
She quietly exhaled a breath of relief.
She glanced sideways at Marcus and whispered, "How’s it going?"
"Everything’s set."
Pedro Langley sat down beside her.
Then, he extended his arm in her direction, wrapping it around her shoulder, pulling her into his embrace, and placed a cushion on his lap for Nora to use as a pillow.
Nora shifted a bit, finding a comfortable position to lie down.
The plan was in motion.
They split into two teams.
Benjamin Durant, Humphrey Jennings, and Evelyn Winter formed one team.
Nora Scott, Pedro Langley, and Marcus Shaw formed the other team.
The former was the action group, primarily led by Evelyn Winter, with Benjamin Durant and Humphrey Jennings providing support.
The latter was the tech group, primarily led by Marcus Shaw, while Nora Scott and Pedro Langley... as guardians, had no tasks related to them, only responsible for picking up Marcus Shaw.
Pedro Langley had just contacted Benjamin Durant and Humphrey Jennings to confirm the retreat route.
As for Nora, with nothing arranged, she could only nap in the car.
She actually wanted to go in and was eager to try infiltrating the National Museum, but all five unanimously vetoed it. 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝒆𝒘𝙚𝓫𝙣𝙤𝒗𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢
—Different reasons, but ultimately, not allowed.
The plan was a consensus among the six of them, but the actual action was just Evelyn Winter and Marcus Shaw. At this moment, one was in action, the other in support, the atmosphere was tense, but for the four who didn’t need to do anything, the wait was a bit excruciating, and they didn’t know how to pass the time sitting in the car.
"Abide by the law·Pedro Langley·Good Citizen Mister."
Trying to stay awake, Nora took Pedro Langley’s hand, played with it, and called him slowly.
Her cheek lightly rested on the cushion, her head moving as she spoke, and her hair swayed with it, looking adorably soft and cute.
"Here."
Pedro Langley couldn’t help but run his fingers through her hair.
The hair was so fine and soft that grasping it in his palm felt like a light touch across his heart.
Tingly.
Nora asked, "Is this your first time doing something like this, do you feel uneasy?"
"Not really," Pedro’s voice was low, hoarse, and magnetic, "My conscience is shared among us all."
Nora was amused by his response.
She wasn’t worried that Pedro would mind this matter.
After all, it was Pedro Langley himself, this good citizen, who initially proposed this plan.
Nora’s phone vibrated. She didn’t want to move, so she squeezed Pedro Langley for attention.
