Overprotected By My Tsundere CEO

Chapter 974 - 659: Loulanel City [05] Long Face _2

The driver hurriedly waved his hand, "No need for that."

Annabelle exchanged a few polite words with him, and then he left in his friend’s car.

At this moment, a bunch of people from the expedition group gathered around.

"Miss Pinto, who is the owner of this car? Just gave it to you like that?"

"That’s very generous."

"This modified car must be worth millions."

...

The crowd was full of compliments, their eyes filled with admiration and envy.

Connections are also a kind of capability.

In such a foreign environment, finding someone to help is not easy, but with a word from Annabelle, not only did the other person help, but he was so generous as well, gifting a modified off-road vehicle worth millions without batting an eye, indicating an extraordinary relationship between them.

It also indirectly proved Annabelle’s personal charm.

"Sis." Jared Oliveira stood at the periphery, quietly asking Nora, "When I need to leverage my connections, how do I wing it?"

"Just let her handle it."

"...What if she can’t?" Jared muttered.

"That’s none of your concern," Nora said coolly.

"..."

If he messed up, he’d be criticized from both sides!

Nora lifted her eyes, looking at Annabelle surrounded by the crowd. In the next moment, as if sensing something, Annabelle glanced over, and her gaze met Nora’s, she gave a mocking smile, then looked at Jared, staring for two seconds before looking away.

Jared suddenly shivered, "I have a bad feeling."

"If she seduces you—" Nora spoke slowly.

"Huh?"

Jared was shocked.

"You don’t have to refuse," Nora paused, giving him a sidelong glance, "But if you dare to betray me—"

Jared shuddered, almost raising two fingers to swear, "Rest assured, my life is yours."

Though his idol is Living Map, Master Sliver is also quite renowned in the northwest... how could he dare offend him.

Nora shot him a look, called out to Frank Ford, and got into the car with him.

*

The morning topic was dominated by Nora, but since this car incident, the focus shifted to Annabelle.

People kept showering praises endlessly.

Soon, nightfall came.

Nora was driving in the afternoon, and as usual, her driving was fast, distancing them from the following convoy.

"Calling Frank Ford, calling Frank Ford."

The voice came through the car intercom.

Frank was napping, he responded drowsily when he heard it, but his voice wasn’t loud enough and they couldn’t hear it clearly.

"Calling Frank Ford, calling Frank Ford."

The voice repeated impatiently.

Nora coldly took over, "What’s up?"

"We’re camped nearby, come back quickly," the person said, muttering, "Don’t know what’s wrong, going so far."

Nora furrowed her brows slightly, hesitated a moment but didn’t argue, "You can’t camp here."

"You say we can’t camp here so we can’t camp here?" Felipe Clark snapped.

"This road isn’t safe."

"The Living Map hasn’t said anything, what’s it to you?" Felipe laughed scornfully, his words filled with sarcasm, "Talking like you know so much."

Nora: "..." Damn, gonna bash his skull one day.

"On ’On the Road,’ she knew quite a bit."

"Almost forgot, isn’t she the one with the wide connections?"

"How is a reality show not pre-arranged."

...

All of Frank’s drowsiness was gone due to the noise, he rolled up his sleeves, no longer tolerating them, and spoke impatiently, "What are you doing, we’re all listening. Need to say it face-to-face?"

"..."

The crowd went silent.

They felt guilty.

Yet, unwilling to back down to Frank, they confronted him head-on.

Finally, Felipe grudgingly blurted out, "Anyway, come back soon."

With that, there was no further reply.

Since it was a group action, Nora didn’t intend to play the lone wolf, turned the car around, and headed back.

"Sis-in-law," Frank, becoming aware, recalled Nora’s warning, "You just said, this road is unsafe, what does that mean?"

Nora replied nonchalantly, "There are bandits."

"..."

Recalling the fear of encountering bandits a year ago, Frank couldn’t help but swallow.

Could it really be such a coincidence?

Nora gave him a sideways glance, "No need to panic."

"...I’m not."

"Even if you are, it’s fine," Nora said calmly, "I can take on ten."

"..."

Frank instantly straightened up.

Seeing his sudden surge of confidence, Nora smiled slightly.

Her taking on ten was a thing of the past. Now... she probably wouldn’t need to lift a finger.

*

As the expedition team was about to stop, Stella Durant found someone to negotiate with them.

The negotiations fell through.

The group insisted on camping.

The reason was simple.

The expedition group consisted mainly of weak scholars; the bumpy ride was hard on them, many couldn’t handle it and had been vomiting along the way, so they slowed down appropriately, not reaching the originally planned destination on time. However, they weren’t rushing, and since traveling at night posed more risks, they decided unanimously to camp.

Stella Durant’s envoys warned the road wasn’t safe, but were collectively rebuffed.

Upon receiving this news, Luna Durant and Stella were nearly infuriated.

Getting out of the car, Luna slammed the door shut, complaining irritably, "Damn, entering a wolf’s den and not fleeing quickly, wanting to stay overnight, what are they thinking."

Stella opened a water bottle, frowning, "It shouldn’t be such a coincidence."

"Sis, I have an ominous feeling," Luna took a deep breath, pressing a hand to her chest, "My heart has been uneasy since we started."

"We’ve brought most of our people," Stella glanced at her, "Even if bandits do appear, we’d clash head-on, it’ll be worse for them."

Luna pursed her lips, "I’m afraid that holier-than-thou group of scholars will hold us back."

Stella took a sip of water, suddenly catching sight of the Living Map’s car from the corner of her eye, freezing momentarily.

Jared Oliveira had just gotten out, his assistant April Thomason still in the car, and somehow Annabelle had approached Jared, talking flirtatiously, clearly using a femme fatale tactic.

——Annabelle managed to ride on Nora Scott’s fame, and even became the most popular due to her looks being on point, plus belonging to the same ’Destructive Demoness’ type as Nora.

Stella appraised Luna, who lacked poise whether standing or sitting, devoid of any femininity.

Instantly, she frowned in disdain.

Suddenly, she blurted, "No wonder you couldn’t win over Pedro Langley."

"..."

Out of nowhere, Luna was stabbed deeply by her own sister Stella, precisely in the heart.

Luna watched Stella in disbelief.

Stella gestured with her chin towards where Jared was, "Go over there."

"What for?"

"Make nice with Jared."

"..." Luna hesitated, a bit unsure, eventually she candidly admitted, "Sis, my specialty is destroying relationships with others."

"..."

Stella choked, unable to find a reason to retort.

She stared at Luna, frustrated with her mediocrity, then tossed her water bottle into the car through the window, striding towards Jared and Annabelle.

But——

Murphy’s Law.

What you fear will come.

Halfway there, Stella heard the sound of engines roaring, approaching increasingly louder, she instinctively went on guard.

She looked up.

Instantly, a line of vehicles came into view, heading straight towards their campsite!