CHAPTER 462: CHAPTER 462: WHOSE FAULT IS IT

Warren Prescott is feeling very complicated right now.

He feels like a genius for his wild guess turning out to be right, yet he also feels short of breath, suffocated, and uneasy inside.

His head is starting to spin again, accompanied by a nauseous sensation.

The doctor said he needs to rest quietly, cannot move around, and must avoid emotional swings.

At the time, he thought the doctor was exaggerating, as he felt much better already.

But now it seems, doctors are indeed doctors.

Trying to suppress the nausea, he asked coldly, "Between the two of them, who is at fault?"

Assistant Lowell understood this was asking who was unfaithful.

It was already so obvious, no need to hide anything anymore.

Assistant Lowell said, "Chairman..."

Warren Prescott closed his eyes, the dizziness feeling intensified.

Because after spending a day together, he thought Lars Prescott was a good father.

Yet unexpectedly...

"Go out, I’d like to be alone for a while."

Assistant Lowell felt a bit worried, "Are you alright? You look a little pale, should we call the doctor over?"

"No need, you go out."

Assistant Lowell wanted to ask something, but Warren Prescott waved his hand dismissively, making his attitude clear.

Assistant Lowell had no choice but to step out.

However, as he reached the door of the hospital room, his phone suddenly rang.

Instinctively, Assistant Lowell wanted to hang up, afraid of disturbing Warren Prescott’s rest, but upon seeing the caller ID, it was Elder Prescott.

Quickly clearing his throat, he answered the call.

"Sir, is there anything you need with me?"

Elder Prescott got straight to the point, "Tomorrow is Warren’s school opening, hasn’t he returned to the country yet? Why can’t I get in touch with him?"

Recently, Elder Prescott had been traveling around with Ashley Shaw, momentarily forgetting about Warren.

In the past couple of days since Ashley Shaw went to school, he’d been too busy to remember Warren, but today, as he wasn’t as busy, he remembered he still had a grandson.

Warren’s number had been unreachable for days; today he didn’t even try, directly calling Warren’s assistant instead.

Listening to Elder Prescott’s question, Assistant Lowell was relieved Mr. Prescott Jr. had been found.

If not for Miss Shaw, they might not have found him back so easily.

Knowing the person was present, he confidently said, "Mr. Prescott Jr. just returned today."

"And he didn’t inform me?" Elder Prescott was displeased.

He could forget Warren, but Warren couldn’t forget him.

Just this kind of double standard.

Though Assistant Lowell hadn’t seen Elder Prescott often, he was very clear about what Elder Prescott was thinking, so he immediately said, "Mr. Prescott Jr. went to see Miss Shaw first. Should I tell him to come to see you first instead?"

Elder Prescott immediately changed his tune, "No need to find me. I’m quite busy lately too. Just tell him to give me a call when he’s free. Alright, I’m busy, bye."

"Yes..." Assistant Lowell smiled, and after the other end hung up, turned back into the hospital room to inform Warren of the matter.

"You should give Elder Prescott a call. If you’re unsure of what to say, just watch my lip movements."

Warren Prescott nodded and made a call to Elder Prescott in front of Assistant Lowell.

Initially, he was a bit nervous, but once the call connected, Elder Prescott simply said, "Alright, I know you’re back. I’m a bit busy. Go meet Ashley!"

After saying that, he hung up without waiting for Warren Prescott to speak.

This was likely to avoid disturbing Warren Prescott and Ashley Shaw.

Warren Prescott couldn’t help but ask Assistant Lowell, "Does Grandpa really like her a lot too?"

Assistant Lowell replied, "More than just like, he even likes her more than..."

The rest was left unsaid, fearing Warren Prescott might get angry.

Instead, Warren Prescott’s lips curled slightly, saying, "Looks like the elders all like her, now I know what to do."

Assistant Lowell felt a bit tense hearing this.

"What are you planning to do?"

Warren Prescott waved his hand, "Nothing much, I’m going to rest now, you can leave."

"Yes..."

...

Meanwhile, Ashley Shaw finally met Claire Xavier.

The three girls found a northern cuisine restaurant to sit and chat.

From Claire Xavier’s mouth, Ashley Shaw also learned about Ivy Bond’s situation.

Since Ivy Bond found out about her illness, instead of improving her temper, she had become even more willful than before.

Even if Claire Xavier said something out of line, Ivy Bond would give her the cold shoulder.

But as the other party was ill, Claire Xavier had to endure it repeatedly, although she was already quite impatient inside.

Moreover, Ivy Bond was not only willful but also extremely dependent on Cillian.

Even when Cillian went to the bathroom, Ivy Bond would count the minutes he was away.

Saying this, Claire Xavier’s eyes showed not only impatience but also a hint of disdain.

"You should see Archie, he looks utterly haggard. Those who know, know Ivy Bond is the one who’s sick, but those who don’t, might think it’s him! I, as the older sister, feel sorry, but unfortunately, there’s nothing I can say..."

Claire Xavier sighed.

Ashley Shaw was not comfortable talking about Archie, so she brought up Finn Bond instead.

"Did you see him at school?" Claire Xavier asked.

Ashley Shaw nodded, briefly explaining the situation.

Claire Xavier was somewhat surprised.

"Finn Bond, in general, has a good temperament. I didn’t expect him to say something like that..."

Ashley Shaw said, "Perhaps it’s because of Ivy Bond, there’s some misunderstanding."

"That must be it!" Claire Xavier said confidently, "Because normally even saying a few words to girls makes him blush, this time though he blushed till his neck went red."

Ashley Shaw patted Claire Xavier’s hand, "Forget it! I’ve already talked to him, for me, it’s as if I haven’t heard those words. Just not to mention or appear in front of me again in the future."

Claire Xavier felt a bit embarrassed.

"I’m sorry, Ashley, you even got dragged into this mess."

Ashley Shaw shook her head, "What kind of mess is this? I care the least about what others say about me, as long as I keep my conscience clear. Though they can scold me, they shouldn’t scold those around me."

She got upset because Finn Bond had implicitly included Elder Prescott in his words.

"I know your temper, I won’t speak for Finn Bond, it’s all his fault. If he treats you like that again, I won’t be polite to him either."

Ariana Grant, who was beside them, asked, "Do your parents know how hard you’ve been having it?"

Claire Xavier sighed, "My parents care about saving face. Since they took on this responsibility, they need to do it well. They mostly fear others gossiping, saying we don’t care about the Bond Family’s lives. It’s okay now, they’re relaxing in Westcroft, leaving us to suffer. But thanks to this, they’ve stopped urging me to go on blind dates for the time being."

Blind dates?

Her blind date, isn’t it Shane Coleman?

Poor Shane Coleman, still hasn’t had the chance to meet Claire Xavier properly.

Ashley Shaw asked about the cake shop in Westcroft.

"Without you, can they manage it?"