Chapter 1094: Chapter 766: Hanging Up a Sheep’s Head [08]_3
But he was unwilling, seemingly unintentionally taking two steps back, creating a certain distance so that their height difference wouldn’t be too obvious.
"Did they trample your face while riding horses, or did they leave you to fend for yourselves after the accident, completely ignoring your life and death?" Nora Scott asked coldly.
"..."
The man paused for a moment.
Recalling carefully, when Oliver Scott and Marcus Shaw charged over with the out-of-control horses, Oliver was shouting "Run quickly" the whole time. Later, when the accident occurred, neither Marcus nor Oliver escaped in the chaos; instead, they actively approached to help resolve the crisis.
During the entire event, some people indeed got injured, but they were only superficial wounds, easily bandaged.
However—
He just couldn’t stand Nora Scott’s attitude.
"This only shows that they still have a conscience and took remedial actions. But, it doesn’t prove that causing chaos and crisis was without fault! Nor does it mean that the consequences of some of our people getting injured can be forgiven!" the man retorted fiercely.
At this point, he took a breath and pointed at Marcus Shaw, "And, what does it mean to bring your two brothers on such a confidential mission?! Abuse of power for personal gain?! Nora Scott, I know you look down on us, but aren’t you taking yourself too seriously?! Pretending to be so righteous yet doing things for your own selfish motives!"
Tss.
Nora Scott’s hand slightly tightened around the whistle, genuinely feeling a bit like hitting him.
However, the timing wasn’t right at the moment.
Because, just after she blew that whistle, many people gathered around, including the patrolling soldiers, doctors and nurses who came to help, and some experts from the external aid team.
In broad daylight, under the gaze of many eyes...
She couldn’t let them catch anything against her.
Before Nora Scott could speak, Marcus Shaw moved his wrist and nonchalantly spoke up, "If even you guys could get into the project team, then we’re more than qualified."
His tone was flat and calm.
Very composed.
But every move, even a single sound, was laced with arrogance.
The gazes that were initially on Nora Scott swiftly shifted to him because of that one remark. In an instant, this young man, just coming into his own, became the focus of everyone’s attention.
He was wearing a long-sleeved black shirt, his eyelids drooping, his expression cold and indifferent. There was still a hint of youthful spirit on him, clearly visible, but there was an unmistakable quality that irresistibly drew people’s gaze, a blend of low-key yet flamboyant aura.
After a moment of brief astonishment, Marcus Shaw’s words successfully provoked protests from the "external aid team" present.
"You? Have you even graduated high school, talking big like that!"
"Heh. Truly a pair of siblings. Like the sister, like the brother. Arrogant, huh? Show us some real skills if you’ve got any."
"So young, yet so full of hot air."
...
A few of the younger ones among the external aid team couldn’t resist Marcus Shaw’s provocation and started to clamor against him.
Nora Scott initially wanted to speak, but seeing Marcus Shaw’s confident demeanor, she decided to give the stage to him.
"Beep—"
The surrounding noise was too loud, and Nora Scott blew the whistle again.
This thing was really effective.
With just one blow, they quieted down.
"Bullying us with just your mouths?" Nora Scott said, one hand casually in her pocket, glancing toward the main tent, "True strength should be shown, go and try."
Implying a competition in research.
"Let’s go if that’s what you want!"
"We get to choose the topic!"
"Heh, really taking yourself seriously now."
...
The crowd became noisy and rowdy again.
Finally, Rita stepped out from the edge of the crowd, gesturing for the others to be quiet, then turned to look at Nora Scott and Marcus Shaw.
She stood there, directly accepting the challenge from Nora Scott and Marcus Shaw, "Let’s make it clear, if your brother doesn’t show any real talent, he will have to take responsibility for this incident. Considering there were no casualties, they must leave immediately!"
Nora Scott glanced at Marcus Shaw.
Marcus Shaw smirked lazily, his eyes lifting slightly, exuding nothing but confident arrogance, "Fine."
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