Overprotected By My Tsundere CEO

Chapter 873 - 568: Fake Master [06] Nora Scott: Throw Them All Out, Every Damn Thing

"What’s going on?! What’s going on?!"

Before Nora Scott could get angry, Shaw rushed over like a cat with its fur bristled, directly grabbing the collar of someone nearby.

He was aggressive, his eyes glaring like brass bells, and a single glance seemed to devour people.

The person caught by the collar shivered hard, opened his mouth, but couldn’t make a sound.

Another person explained, "Master Sliver—"

The person was interrupted by Shaw immediately, "Master Sliver my ass, doesn’t she have a name?!"

"..." The person swallowed and had to correct himself, "Daniela Esteves had someone throw it out, said she’s not used to living with others, and told the bag’s owner to find another place."

He had just finished explaining when he heard a light click of the tongue, looked up to see Nora Scott walking calmly, and was momentarily stunned by her beauty. Then he glanced down at the inconspicuous backpack, and secretly peered at Nora Scott, thinking this dazzling beauty hardly matched that tacky backpack.

Nora Scott asked, "Where is she?"

The person immediately replied, "She just went downstairs."

"Oh."

Nora Scott responded blandly, took out a key from her pocket.

Walking through the three people, Nora Scott bent slightly to pick up the backpack, then headed straight to the door, opened it with the key, and strode in with a calm demeanor.

The two onlookers glanced at each other, both a bit puzzled: this beauty had a temper that was a little too good. If it were them being thrown backpacks, they would have made a scene.

"Grandma, you’re just going to—"

Shaw was indignant.

Nora Scott shot him a glance, her voice lowered a bit, hinting at danger, "Throw all her stuff for me, off the balcony."

"Hey!"

Stunned for a moment, Shaw snapped back to reality, quickly responded, and rolled up his sleeves to get to work.

Daniela Esteves’ belongings were numerous, Shaw exerted a lot of effort to gather them together, then very unconscionably threw the items one by one downstairs, humming a tune as he went, clearly enjoying the task.

But downstairs—

"Who the hell is throwing stuff from upstairs?!"

"Damn, doesn’t anyone have a bit of civic sense, who’s accountable if someone gets hit?!"

"What are these things being tossed?!"

...

First came a slew of complaints, then gradually turned into surprise.

"What’s this about, aren’t the clothes and shoes perfectly fine?"

"Underwear and... there are only two women in our project team, right?"

"Isn’t the room on the third floor Master Sliver’s?! Damn, there’s a man throwing them out!"

"What’s going on, is this perverted or what?!"

"Let’s go up and take a look!"

"Where’s Master Sliver, is she in the room? Be careful not to get harassed by the pervert!"

...

Downstairs was a scene of chaos and commotion.

Shaw tossed the last piece of makeup, and tiredly clapped his hands just as he planned to take a breath, the door was pounded on. But the door was only ajar, it opened with a knock, and two men rushed in, but they were all dazed and disoriented, looking around the bedroom in confusion.

Then, their gaze froze on the sofa.

This was the owner’s bedroom, the largest room, though not clearly divided, it had a living room and a bedroom, like a suite. At that moment, a beautiful woman sat on the sofa, legs crossed, one arm resting on the sofa arm, leisurely peeling an orange. Hearing the noise, she lifted her eyelids, lazily looking toward the door.

Her seemingly laid-back appearance, yet her eyes carried a chill. Her piercing gaze swept over the two, making them reel back, feeling all over uncomfortable.

Withdrawing her gaze, Nora Scott lowered her eyes to continue peeling the orange, her voice drawling, "What, are you all educated, yet you break in unauthorized?"

Speaking, Shaw walked over, stood beside Nora Scott like a bodyguard, full of momentum.

"Did you have someone throw Master Sliver’s stuff downstairs?"

"A big star, right, coming here to throw your weight around, trying to cause trouble?"

The two questioned one after the other.

At this point, more people began to arrive.

Including Daniela Esteves, who came upon hearing the news.

Daniela Esteves was indeed quite attractive, with a beautiful appearance and heavy makeup, but she carried it off, looking glamorous and sexy. However, even appearing in front of the bare-faced Nora Scott, she appeared overshadowed.

She saw Nora Scott, who occupied her room like a queen, froze for a moment, then seeing the empty room, connecting it to what she had been told earlier, instantly realized what happened.

Daniela Esteves darkened her face, "What’s the situation?"

Having finished peeling, Nora Scott picked up the entire orange peel, tossed it into a nearby trash can, then lazily broke open the orange and casually spoke up, "Oh, just what you see."