Overprotected By My Tsundere CEO-Chapter 622 - 375: It’s a Wrap

Tap. Tap. Tap.

Footsteps came from the staircase on the second floor.

The sounds mixed together, one light and one heavy, clearly two people.

The four immediately stopped talking, looking toward the source of the sound with some vigilance.

The entire girls’ dormitory was without lights, pitch black, with only the flashlight in Rosa Sullivan’s hand. She quickly swept it across the stairs, and immediately, two familiar figures came into view.

The four were stunned.

The newcomers were none other than Nora Scott and Clement Winter.

Unlike the bedraggled four, Nora was completely dry, having removed her raincoat, her uniform still dry. Clement was much the same, clean and neat, still a handsome guy.

The four had been trapped in a classroom trap, soaked by the rain, their clothes bearing marks and wrinkles, their carefully done hairstyles mostly ruined.

—For other shows, they might take a break to let them change clothes and style again, but this show pursued realism, and changing outfits midway would give a "performance" feel, reducing immersion.

Anastasia asked, "How did you two get ahead of us? Where did you come in from?"

Clement chuckled and explained, "You all ran too fast to keep up, so we took a detour and came in through the window."

"Through the window?" Diana Johnson exclaimed, holding her face in shock, "Is that even possible?"

Clement shrugged.

Rosa Sullivan narrowed her eyes, in the darkness, her eyes covered with a layer of cold frost.

After a moment, she asked, "How did you get down from upstairs?"

"We went to check out Teresa Castro’s dormitory."

Nora replied coolly.

Rosa examined the two of them, "Don’t you guys not have a flashlight?"

In this pitch-black darkness, with no moonlight outside, even with good eyesight, finding clues would be tough.

"Tap."

With a clear sound, a flickering flame suddenly appeared at Nora’s fingertips.

"..."

The group immediately understood, falling silent for a moment.

Nora spent most of her time scavenging for supplies and could "pick-pocket" from the staff, so nothing she pulled out would be surprising.

"Nora, you’re quite a treasure." Diana exclaimed in amazement.

Anastasia asked again, "Did you find any clues?"

"No," Nora replied, "I suggest we go up together and take a look."

"I checked," Rosa stood up, the flashlight beam sweeping overhead, "The dormitory building is like the teaching building, both powered. There should be a main switch... Let’s deal with the lighting issue first."

If this was truly an adventure, the long-abandoned school certainly wouldn’t have any lighting.

But they were here for a reality show.

If it was all recorded in pitch-black, with the audience only hearing them through night vision, it would clearly greatly reduce the entertainment value.

Moreover, ultimately, the program focused on solving mysteries.

"Indeed."

Nora lazily responded.

She lifted a finger, turning off the ignition, and the flame disappeared suddenly.

Rosa said, "Then we—"

Before she finished speaking.

Suddenly, a "tap" was heard, and Nora snapped her fingers.

With a crisp sound, the corridor lights sequentially lit up, from bottom to top, illuminating all the way to the sixth floor, instantly brightening the view.

"..."

The four... except for the indifferent Clement, all stared in shock at the calmly finger-snapping Nora.

The production team definitely gave you the script, right!!

Anastasia stared at Nora, stuttering, "Wha-what’s going on?"

"Magic trick."

Nora raised an eyebrow.

Diana was astounded, "Really?"

Nora: "Fake."

Everyone: "..."

"Look."

Nora put her hand in her jacket pocket, glanced back, her gaze landing on the wall at the end of the corridor.

In the dim corridor light, they saw the main switch installed on the wall.

???

The four didn’t understand.

"What do you mean?"

Clement explained, "When we came in, the first thing we looked for was the main switch. There was a small mystery, which we solved, and after turning on the main switch—"

At this point, Clement took out a remote control from his pants pocket.

"This is the remote that controls all the corridor lights. As for the dormitories, we tried, some switches work, some are broken, the broken ones probably don’t have any clues."

"..."

The group suddenly understood.

So, when Nora snapped her fingers, Clement had pressed the corridor switch in his pocket.

—They were so stunned, they really thought it was some kind of "magic trick" or something.

The rest of the people were both amused and exasperated, except for Rosa Sullivan, who felt inexplicably irritated.

Puzzle solving is fine, but why can’t we just talk properly instead of doing all this flashy stuff?

...

The third level, the challenge continued.

Nora Scott was still coasting along.

However, as the third level’s escape room was quite difficult, the guests were often stuck, and Nora would always give them hints in various "ways."

Such as unexpected discoveries, or coincidental findings.

Three hours later, they successfully found Teresa Castro, as well as Mr. Maddox, who was still alive.

They played along a segment of the plot, and the six of them managed to resolve Teresa Castro’s resentment, opened the last door with Mr. Maddox, and escaped danger.

The entire process took seven hours.

Whether guest or staff, everyone was exhausted.

"Finally finished recording."

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

At 3:30 in the morning, the rain outside just ceased, the air was fresh after the rain, and the night breeze was serene and comfortable.

Nora Scott took off her coat and handed it back to Clement Winter.

"Nora, shall we go back together? Let me treat you to a late-night snack." Clement returned the black string to Nora, asking expectantly.

Nora said, "No, my boyfriend is still waiting."

"Boyfriend?" Anastasia’s ears perked up, a bit nosy. She quickly leaned over with keen interest, asking, "Where’s your boyfriend?"

"Outside the school gate."

"Did he drop you off?"

"Yeah."

"Then he’s been waiting for several hours." Anastasia marveled.

"Yeah."

"Nora, who is your boyfriend?" Diana Johnson hurried over when she heard, her eyes sparkling with gossip, "Are any of the online CP rumors true?"

Her entire body was covered in cream, her hair wet and clinging to her, but her bright black eyes seemed to be shining, the light pouring out.

Nora raised an eyebrow, thought of Pedro Langley, and couldn’t help but curl her lips.

However, what came out was: "It’s a secret."

"Oh." Diana was quite disappointed, but it was the first time meeting, and she didn’t dare to push. Her thoughts shifted, but in the end, she couldn’t suppress her eager gossiping heart and quietly asked, "Is it true that Actor Chapman tipped you on your live stream?"

"... Didn’t ask."

Anastasia heard and asked in surprise, "Do you really know Henry Chapman?"

Since catching up on "City Secret," she knew about the live stream tipping incident. She thought it was Nora’s team deliberately creating a buzz, a unique promotional tactic.

Anyone who’s had contact with Henry Chapman knows his personality, right?

Silent, aloof, withdrawn.

Indifferent to everyone.

Rarely engages online, and he only has professional relationships with actresses, without any scandal... let alone hanging around a live stream to tip people.

"Yeah, we’ve worked together."

Nora answered perfunctorily.

Outside the circle, saying she knows Henry Chapman is not a big deal. In the circle... saying "I’m friends with Henry Chapman," they might think she’s trying to ride his coattails.

It’s the first time working together, no need to get into all that with them.

Nora was eager to leave, declined their invitation for "a late-night snack together," and once the shoot was wrapped up, she changed clothes in the RV and left alone.

...

"Diana, what’s up with you?"

Rosa Sullivan, having changed her clothes, just got off the car and saw Diana Johnson holding her face, running back.

"Ah!"

Suddenly being called, Diana’s steps halted, slightly surprised.

The light was far, the place quite dim, but when Rosa Sullivan lowered her eyes, she could still see the blush on Diana’s face.

Rosa suspiciously asked, "What did you do?"

"I just finished changing clothes, wanted to get Nora’s contact info, and then..." With her face burning, Diana freed a hand, slightly retracted her neck, and pointed towards the school gate, "Just happened to see Nora leaving the school gate, so I chased after her, and then..."

She stammered.

Rosa furrowed her brows, "Then what?"

"Saw a man waiting for her, and as soon as they met..." Still a teenage girl, even though Diana had acted in a kissing scene, the sense was not strong, inherently innocent; when she spoke of it, her voice was much lower, "They were all cuddly and affectionate."

"Oh."

Rosa wasn’t particularly concerned about this.

However, regarding another point...

She asked, "Who was it?"

"It was too far, I couldn’t see clearly!" Diana exhaled, "But, it probably wasn’t Actor Chapman, didn’t have the same figure or demeanor."

"... Oh."

Diana calmed down, genuinely admiring, "Nora really is a life winner, beautiful, popular in manga, boyfriend dotes on her, and he waited for her for seven to eight hours just for recording a show..."

Seeing Diana’s envious look, Rosa’s eyes subtly flickered.

Just playing a good hand at marketing...

Doing a show and still has to bring her boyfriend to flaunt their love, perhaps she has a performative personality, loves to make her presence felt.