"Did you know about the rumor online saying you’re an ’illegitimate child’?"
"Hmm?"
Nora Scott slightly raised her head.
Since the livestream, she hadn’t really been online much, let alone looked at these gossip news.
Besides, since her identity was revealed, Nora had already prepared herself ntally.
Praise cos with criticism; it’s a natural law.
Trying to achieve "zero controversies" is completely impossible. Even soone like Henry Chapman, who is dedicated to acting, low-key, and rarely appears, can’t avoid being criticized.
So are spontaneous, others are organized.
The more popular you are, the more controversies arise; that’s just how it is.
However, since Pedro Langley ntioned it, it certainly isn’t just an "ordinary rumor"...
Nora narrowed her eyes and asked coldly, "Who’s stirring things up?"
"Guess?"
Pedro Langley was keen to tease her.
Nora’s eyebrows slightly moved, and she casually threw out a na, "Alma Ferreira?"
Pedro Langley was stunned, "Did you do so investigation beforehand?"
"I was just guessing..." Nora was also startled, then asked, "Is it really her?"
She didn’t give much thought, simply guessed based on intuition.
The only basis was that she heard so rumors that Alma Ferreira and Ouyang Qiu were deliberately leading the narrative that "Nora is an illegitimate child."
She proved her identity during the livestream, and Alma Ferreira and Sophie Scott should both know—what caused Sophie Scott’s downfall was her.
If those two don’t cause so commotion, they wouldn’t be doing justice to the fearful atmosphere of Oliver Scott not daring to return ho.
"Yes." Pedro Langley responded casually, "Bought so internet rcenaries to guide public opinion, their thods are not sophisticated."
"Technically, you should have handled this privately," Nora asked suspiciously, "Looking for praise?"
"Next ti for the praise." Pedro Langley chuckled, a bit regretful, "This ti I’ll let Ernesto Scott handle it."
"Him?"
"Currently, the news hasn’t spread widely, he probably hasn’t received the news." Pedro Langley added, "In about two days, it should be pretty widespread."
"Are you guiding my negative press?"
"..."
Nora swung her elbow, pressing it against his neck, "Pedro Langley, you’ve got so nerve, now you’re my leading anti-fan?"
"Spare , my lady, let explain."
Pedro Langley remained still, unhard but looked like he was being persecuted.
Nora gritted her teeth, "I won’t listen."
"Bullying the drunk tarnishes one’s reputation."
"..."
This shaless rascal, Nora was furious, twisting his ear in a bout of tornt.
"Alright, alright," Pedro Langley held her hand, coaxing her, "My ears are sensitive, if you keep going, I’ll consider it a flirt."
"Shaless."
Nora grumbled in frustration.
This man who was dear to her heart, she couldn’t bear to hit, couldn’t bear to scold, at most she could just refute a few tis... But for Pedro Langley, it hadn’t been impactful for a long ti.
Annoying.
Pedro Langley imdiately agreed, "Yes, yes, yes, my face is sold by the pound."
"..." Nora almost laughed, "You won’t stop, will you?"
"There is an end." Pedro Langley responded with a smile, then shifted the topic, "Other rumors, you can ignore them. But the issue of being an illegitimate child must be clarified. However, it’s better not to do a straightforward clarification; deleting comnts and diverting public opinion aren’t stable, and might be seen as ’having a guilty conscience’."
"So you want Ernesto Scott to admit it personally?"
Only when Ernesto Scott, the person involved, acknowledges it, can this rumor be dealt a heavy blow, with undeniable evidence that no one can argue with.
Pedro Langley smiled, "Giving Ernesto Scott a chance to shine, eh?"
"His stance is so clear, are you using this opportunity to let him deal with Alma Ferreira?" Nora ho in on his conspiracy at a glance.
Getting Ernesto Scott to speak up is just a matter of a few words.
But Pedro Langley expanded the influence; it will certainly force Ernesto Scott to investigate further, and once it touches Alma Ferreira, this matter will never end with just "clarifying the identity."
... Alma Ferreira is also unlucky to run into Pedro Langley filled with scheming.
"Smart." Pedro Langley smiled lightly, "People co right up to the front. Opportunities are free, not using is a waste."
As for past events, savvy Loughton was there, and the Langley Residence knew quite a bit.
Evelyn Easton and Ernesto Scott divorced, not just due to the Scott family’s suppression and bullying, but also because of Alma Ferreira’s ddling. It was simply Alma Ferreira creating misunderstandings, letting Evelyn Easton have misconceptions about Ernesto Scott, leading to a breakdown in their relationship while Ernesto Scott was completely unaware.
Afterwards, Alma Ferreira married Ernesto Scott, also using so tactics.
Resolving this nominally dead marriage sooner is better, sparing Nora the need to endure the stepmother’s cold stares when returning to the Scott family.
"You," Nora poked Pedro Langley’s chest, "How is your heart so dark?"
Pedro Langley leaned close, pressing her down slightly, "Once again dragging down the honest lady."
"Shut your mouth."
Nora just couldn’t deal with his ’sweet talk.’
Pedro Langley let out an ’aha’ as if realizing, "Then I must rely on external forces—"
Huh???
Nora’s eyes widened as he had already pinned her beneath him.
*
"Pedro Langley!"
Nora Scott jumped out of bed, touched her bitten lip, and glared at Pedro Langley with gritted teeth.
The culprit lay comfortably, looking sated and satisfied, his brows and eyes showing a pleased smile. Yet, due to being drunk, there was a mix of cold aloofness and a bit of seductive charm, making his eyes strikingly bright. His gaze instantly dissipated any fire of anger within her.
Pedro Langley pulled her hand, "Does it hurt?"
Nora Scott asked in extre anger, "If I bite you, does it hurt?"
"Go ahead."
Pedro Langley was so carefree he almost spread his arms out, displaying a "lie down and let yourself be ravaged" attitude.
"Damn!"
Nora Scott cursed lowly.
She was wearing a shirt and jeans. At this mont, her shirt was crumpled, with a few buttons undone, revealing her delicate and beautiful symtrical collarbone. Her fair skin contrasted starkly with the red marks. The back clasp of her inner garnt had loosened, forcing her to use one hand to hold it in place.
Her hair, which was originally tied up, had been loosened at so point by Pedro, now hanging loose, fluffy and ssy.
A look that could easily be misunderstood.
Pedro Langley, who was already teasing her, took in her appearance, and his Adam’s apple rolled twice involuntarily.
Seeing the deep aning in his eyes, Nora Scott beca vigilant, glanced downward along his gaze, and imdiately, out of embarrassnt and anger, her ears turned red.
"Stop your thoughts, close your eyes!"
Nora Scott lifted the quilt and covered him completely.
Then, turning her back, she tidied herself up.
Breathing in and out twice, Nora Scott touched her burning cheeks, feeling a wave of discomfort. After turning back, she saw Pedro Langley still covered under the quilt, motionless, and her temper softened imdiately.
"Not stuffy?" Nora Scott asked.
"Stuffy."
Even his voice coming from under the quilt sounded muffled.
!!
This man, acting cute, playing pitiful, and whining, he’s got it all figured out!
"Don’t you have hands yourself?"
Nora Scott walked over in two steps, tugging the quilt off his head.
As soon as his head was exposed, before she could release her hand, it was grabbed.
Pedro Langley raised his eyelids and, after breathing in fresh air, resud his shaless deanor.
"I don’t dare."
He smirked, his thin lips still bearing so red marks.
Nora Scott felt vexed, "Is there anything you don’t dare?"
Pedro Langley added, "Afraid that if I look at you again, my self-control won’t be enough."
"..."
The other party activated his flirtation skills, leaving Nora Scott defenseless.
His hand covered her face, fingertips resting on her wound, he asked, "Cald down?"
"Not at all."
Nora Scott pushed his hand away.
Pedro Langley sighed, "I’m feeling unwell..."
"Serves you right!"
No matter where he’s feeling unwell, he deserves it!
This damn bastard, how did he not feel unwell to death?!
"Later, co over?"
Pedro Langley’s voice was low and hoarse, magnetic and rich, the breath tickling and making her ears tingle.
Nora Scott stood upright, reached to touch her ear, and gave him a sideways glance, "Are you sick?"
"Boyfriend drunk, girlfriend takes care, a matter of course."
Nora Scott glanced at him disdainfully, "You call this drunk?"
It’s clearly using the slight drunkenness as an excuse to openly be a rogue!
"After drinking, might sleep poorly, if I wake up in the middle of the night, not sure where I might go..." Pedro Langley hinted, "You still have kids at your place."
"Heh," Nora Scott sneered, "Neighborhood streets, main roads, park benches, stone slabs, you go wherever you want."
Pedro Langley couldn’t suppress his laughter, "What about affection?"
"Bitten away by you."
Nora Scott said with a hot temper and kicked open the main bedroom’s walk-in closet door, storming in.
*
A few minutes later, Nora Scott ca out with a dark face, tying a knot in the hem of a loose T-shirt.
"Why are your clothes so ill-fitting?"
After tying the knot, Nora Scott complained.
Pedro Langley was amused and annoyed, "Sweetheart, that’s my shirt."
"... What’s the use of being so tall?"
Nora Scott, full of anger with nowhere to vent, could only pick fights, finding flaws in everything she saw.
At this point, Pedro Langley was patient, using a coaxing tone to engage, "Girlfriend is tall, growing taller to match her."
"This is what you like, isn’t it?" Nora Scott suddenly rembered sothing and squinted, "Tall, good-looking."
"..."
This woman, bringing up old scores, truly leaving no room to argue.
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