Overprotected By My Tsundere CEO-Chapter 700 - 441: The Ferreira Family Seeks a Private Settlement

If we talk about the most favored child in the Ferreira Family of Oliver Scott’s generation, it’s definitely Marshall Ferreira.

Oliver Scott, though excellent, carries the "Scott" surname. Marshall Ferreira is different; he’s one of their own.

Benjamin Durant’s move was quite brazen, a single email sent directly to all the younger members of the Ferreira Family.

Those peers of Marshall Ferreira, aside from being deceived by his appearance, were often resentful due to parental remarks like, "Look at your cousin Marshall, top of the class again." "Why can’t you learn from Marshall? All you do is play." "You’re both Ferreiras; why are you so stupid?"

Now seeing the video of Marshall sitting disheveled on a hospital bed confessing his crimes, they perked up instantly, each more excited than the other, as if they’d taken drugs. Some told their parents, others spread it among peers, and some were more vicious, directly posting it in the family chat so that Marshall’s disgraceful face was laid bare before the elders.

As Benjamin anticipated, tonight in the Ferreira Family was destined to be a stormy one.

When the police contacted Marshall’s parents, they still hadn’t grasped the situation until they saw the video in the family chat, and were deeply shocked, Madam Ferreira nearly fainting from it.

Mr. Ferreira was questioned and scolded by the old man. Afterward, the old man spoke in the family chat, strictly forbidding the spread of the video and demanding it all be deleted.

As the head of the family, the old man’s words carried weight; once the order was given, the parents cooperated, making the children delete everything, preventing any spread.

The children were forced to delete downloaded files and emails, yet private discussions were inevitable.

[Who would’ve thought, the third brother harbors such resentment towards Oliver?]

[Ever since elementary through high school, overshadowed by Oliver, he’s probably long gone mentally deranged.]

[In families, there are always kids others compare you to.]

[Still, I like Oliver better.]

[Who would’ve thought the third brother would do something like this, so sinister. Thinking of his usual smiling face sends shivers down my spine.]

[More than sinister, it’s downright vicious. Revealing the photos is one thing. Having someone take photos of Sophie to threaten Oliver?! He actually thought of that!!]

...

Some things, once they touch the bottom line, will be condemned by all.

What Marshall did at his age was already disgraceful in the eyes of Nora Scott and others, let alone in the eyes of a group of minors; these young people, righteous at heart, couldn’t wait to verbally annihilate Marshall.

*

As soon as Oliver Scott arrived at the police station, intending to call Ernesto Scott, he saw Marshall’s mother striding towards him swiftly, like the wind.

In the blink of an eye, she was in front of him.

"Oliver, Oliver, your aunt hasn’t treated you badly, right? Can’t you settle this privately, please?" Madam Ferreira grabbed Oliver Scott’s shoulder, eyes brimming with tears, her emotions highly agitated.

Oliver was momentarily stunned.

Then, he realized.

Marshall publicly releasing photos was merely a moral issue—though Victor Technology might hold him accountable, it wasn’t directly related to Marcus Shaw and Oliver Scott.

However, Marshall hiring someone to take photos and assault people was a different matter, serious enough to get Marshall a criminal record.

Having a criminal record is no small matter. Reporting this could ruin any chance of Marshall entering prestigious universities, which certainly wouldn’t accept him if this blew up or pressure was applied. 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝐰𝚎𝕓𝐧𝚘𝘃𝗲𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝕞

As long as Oliver Scott wished, Marshall’s future path could be considered ruined.

"Auntie."

Oliver Scott lowered his gaze, lifting his left hand to push away Madam Ferreira’s grip on his shoulder, stepping back to create some distance.

"Oliver!" Madam Ferreira’s meticulous makeup had already smudged, and tears were on the verge of spilling down her face, "Auntie begs you, please spare little Marshall. He was just momentarily possessed, really, his heart is still good. If only you hadn’t always overshadowed him, his strong self-esteem might not have led to this..."

As Madam Ferreira continued, there was an unexpected tone of grievance towards Oliver Scott.

Oliver Scott’s expression gradually turned cold.

"If you let him go this time, Auntie promises not to let him compete with you again. You will remain first." Madam Ferreira wept, tears streaked with eyeliner and foundation, "After all, you’re brothers, aren’t you? Moreover, this matter didn’t actually cause you any loss. Look at your hand—"

Madam Ferreira reached to grab Oliver Scott’s right arm, but he evaded, lightly furrowing his brow.

Seeing his movement, Madam Ferreira became even more agitated, "Look! Your hand is perfectly fine, with no lasting effects! We’re not in the college entrance exam year, it doesn’t affect your studies or exams. But what about little Marshall? He was already beaten senseless, his studies for the second half of the year will surely be delayed. If you hit him when he’s down, what will he do?! After all, he’s your brother, you can’t be that heartless, can you, Oliver?"

"..."

Oliver Scott, rather naive, was so stunned by Madam Ferreira’s twisted logic that he didn’t know how to respond.

So, in this aunt’s eyes, him being beaten up, having a cast on his right hand for a month, and a month’s worth of missed studies were actually inconsequential?!

Reflecting on how Marshall had linked his beatings to the name "Oliver Scott" in the hospital, causing the Ferreira Family to collectively chastise him, and now seeing his aunt in such a frenzied state, Oliver felt a pang of heartache and couldn’t help but feel a little disheartened.