Overprotected By My Tsundere CEO-Chapter 540 - 332: Who Exactly Is Pedro Langley’s Girlfriend?!
The female lead for "Reversing Life" slipped away from her, saying she didn’t mind at all would be absolutely impossible.
It was somewhat unnerving.
The assistant nodded, "Confirmed. Rosa Sullivan."
"Who?"
Luna Durant was stunned for a moment.
Then, she came to her senses, "Is she the one who was rumored to be with Mr. Langley, and then she immediately came out to clarify?"
"That’s her."
The assistant replied, like reciting from a book, "She’s a freshman at the National Academy of Music, 19 years old, the last apprentice of the famous flute player and composer Julian Linfield, with no acting experience."
At this, the assistant carefully glanced at Luna Durant and added, "She recently appeared on Cool Ridge’s self-produced ’Escape Room’ as a special guest in the first episode."
"’Escape Room’?"
Luna Durant was taken aback.
Everything related to Pedro Langley, she wanted to be involved.
Last year, hearing Cool Ridge was focusing on creating the show "Escape Room," she had been negotiating with the production team, even voluntarily lowering her pay, with the contract premised on cooperating with the production team.
But, unexpectedly, even so, the production team didn’t sign her.
They said it was Pedro Langley’s decision.
Now—
When she was about to negotiate "Reversing Life," it seemed Pedro Langley stepped in to remove her, then Rosa Sullivan became the female lead.
She tried hard to get into the variety show "Escape Room," only to be stopped by Pedro Langley, afterwards Rosa Sullivan became the special guest for "Escape Room."
Isn’t that a coincidence?
"Yes." The assistant, like an emotionless answering machine, lowered his voice, answering on his own, "The trailer for the first episode of ’Escape Room’ is out; it airs tonight at eight on Cool Ridge."
"..."
A black mist diffused in Luna Durant’s eyes.
Damn!
Rosa Sullivan and Nora Scott.
A complete muddle.
Which one really is Pedro Langley’s girlfriend?!
*
"What’s the situation over at the National Museum?"
Nora Scott sat on the sofa, resting her chin on her hand, her eyes fixed on the phone screen, yet as if having eyes in the back, she sensed Pedro Langley coming out of the study.
Pedro Langley came over, "Everything is proceeding according to the script, no slip-ups."
Everything was as he predicted, every move was spot on.
Knowing Pedro Langley had some connection, Nora Scott asked, "Did Robert Durant contact the National Museum?"
"Yeah." Sitting next to her, Pedro Langley rubbed his temples, a bit weary, "He didn’t dare confront them directly, so he asked someone. Currently, the information is tightly held, no one dared reveal anything to him."
"Tsk."
Nora Scott raised her eyebrows.
"This matter is almost wrapped up," Pedro Langley suddenly reached out, wrapped his arm around her shoulders, pulled her into his embrace, and said slowly, "Let’s talk about your reflection."
Leaning on his shoulder, Nora Scott asked suspiciously, "What?"
"Have you watched the video yourself?"
"... No."
Hardy Rivers had sent her the educational video, which she then forwarded to Pedro Langley.
She didn’t even download it.
Pedro Langley raised an eyebrow.
——Just knew it.
"Do you know what the video content is?" Pedro Langley pressed his fingers to his temple.
"Isn’t it an educational video?"
"Educational video..."
Repeating those words, Pedro Langley closed his eyes, thinking of the video content, suddenly faced a headache.
Nora Scott sensed something was off and asked suspiciously, "Is there a problem?"
"It’s not just a problem." Pedro Langley grabbed the back of her neck, gently pinched, "I could believe it was a terrorist threat video."
"Huh?"
Nora Scott paused, suspiciously raised her eyebrows, then got up and walked towards the study.
The computer in the study was on, showing the video.
The video lasted a full three hours.
Pedro Langley watched two-thirds before he paused.
Nora Scott clicked the left mouse button, the video continued playing, gunfire from machine guns echoed, in the video, a group of heavily armed individuals holding guns were shooting hostages, rows were falling, the scene was brutal and bloody.
After watching for about ten seconds, Nora Scott paused the video.
?
The senior sister was merciless.
"This is an educational video?"
Right after, Pedro Langley, standing beside Nora Scott, placed his hand on her shoulder.
"Are the first two hours all like this?" Nora Scott asked in amazement.
"Yes." Pedro Langley nodded, "Video footage across thirty years, various countries, various actions, uncensored, specifically targeting bloody and exciting scenes, if one’s psychological resilience is a bit weak, they probably won’t sleep tonight."
"Are you okay?"
Nora Scott touched his cheek.
Seeing her reaction, Pedro Langley chuckled, amused and irritated, "I’m fine."
Then, he changed the subject, "However, if you accompany me to sleep tonight, I wouldn’t mind."
"..."
Nora Scott raised her eyebrows and withdrew her hand.
Still being so glib, it seems like there’s nothing wrong.
Pedro Langley laughed softly, helplessly asking, "What did you actually do?"
"..."
Nora Scott felt a headache.
At this point, there’s no point hiding it, Nora Scott reluctantly explained the cause to Pedro Langley.
——Excluding details about being hunted for four years.
No need.
Besides, this kind of "Butterfly Effect" incident, it sounds like a story to her, without any reality.
After listening.
Pedro Langley remained silent for a while, then fixed his gaze on her for a moment, softly said, "You’ve got guts."
Lingering fear.
Encountering the ruthless head of criminals, speaking of it afterwards may sound glorious, but the hidden danger within is imaginable.
Luckily they escaped unscathed.
If any link had gone awry, leading to real gun confrontation, whether Nora Scott would...
He dared not think further.
Pedro Langley’s heart, aching intensely, paining, cold sweat forming on his back.
"I..."
Nora Scott opened her mouth.
Before finishing her words, Pedro Langley grabbed her chin, lowered his head, and blocked her lips.
...
More intense than any other time.
Nora Scott was pinned against the wall, almost losing support, her complexion slightly red, breathing a bit heavily, eyes covered in a watery sheen, like stars shining in the pitch-black night.
Lips, crimson, slightly swollen.
Every tiny detail fell into Pedro Langley’s gaze, all became beautiful scenery, the source of urgency.
His Adam’s apple rolled two circles.
He leaned his forehead against hers, tightly embraced her, as if wanting to meld her into his bones.
Nora Scott struggled a bit, gently grit her teeth, "Loosen a bit."
Pedro Langley didn’t let go, lightly kissing her nose tip.
He spoke in a husky voice, "Regarding that reflection, haven’t we discussed terms?"
"What do you want to do?"
Nora Scott avoided his gaze, ears burning, red enough to drip blood.
"Try it." His hand caressed her waist, lightly kneading, his nasal tone gently rising, "Hmm?"
His hoarse magnetic voice ignited her heart.
Her heart drummed rapidly, like a machine gun, unable to manage recoil.
This time, the stubborn refusal she could usually manage was strangely unspeakable.
She could sense his tension, worry, fear.
Those mixed emotions filled her chest entirely.
Nora Scott pressed her lips together, brows slightly furrowed, "Why suddenly..."
Bringing this up again.
"Can’t hold back."
Pedro Langley replied in a deep voice.
His voice was hoarse and raspy, somewhat wearing at her ears.
Head slightly tilted, Nora Scott avoided it a bit, her gaze shifted to the already blacked-out computer screen, paused, she just said, "You haven’t written it yet."
"Very soon."
Pedro Langley promptly responded.
Nora Scott glared at him, "The undergraduate thesis is only ten thousand words."
"Two days."
"... You," Nora Scott paused, quickly glanced at him, then moved her gaze away again, her tone slightly awkward, "Well, I’m not in a hurry, quality comes first."
"..."
Pedro Langley forcibly restrained, eyes reddening.
Just with her current look...
A minute feels unbearable!
