Chapter 219: Chapter 219: When Did I Ever Bully You?
She had been living here for several years and knew there was only one changing room, and it was a single one.
Ariana Grant was injured, and now the wound felt like it was burning up.
So she didn’t argue with Ashley Shaw about who should go first and took the obviously oversized clothes to the changing room first.
Grandpa Prescott finally spoke at this time: "Ashley, go back and comfort your friend. As for the Lynch Family..."
When Grandpa Prescott mentioned the Lynch Family, he looked a bit embarrassed.
The reputation of the Lynch Group has started to improve, and Lars Prescott originally planned to cooperate with the Lynch Group, now he probably intends to continue, otherwise, he wouldn’t have allowed Claudia Jennings to invite the Lynch mother and daughters over for dinner.
Relationships in the business world are like this, sometimes you have to turn a blind eye.
But he felt uneasy about it.
Because both Ashley Shaw and Ariana Grant were invited by him.
How well did Ashley Shaw understand Grandpa Prescott?
She immediately saw the difficulty in the old man’s eyes.
She held onto Grandpa Prescott and said, "Ariana is big-hearted, you don’t have to worry about her. I’ll take good care of her. As for Jillian Lynch...she has already paid the price today, we won’t pursue it further."
Grandpa Prescott awkwardly scratched his thin, white hair and after a long while squeezed out a sentence: "You and Ariana are good kids."
Today, the only thing he was relieved about was that Ashley had saved someone in time, and her friend didn’t really get into trouble.
If something really happened, he wouldn’t know how to explain it.
He might feel guilty enough to go into the grave early.
The more he thought about it, the more afraid he became, clasping his hands, "Those two kids from the Lynch Family, really have no sense of propriety. Next time I invite you for a meal, let’s eat out, not at home. It’s unlucky."
Ashley Shaw pulled at her lips.
Indeed, it was quite unlucky.
But in the blink of an eye, she suddenly remembered that she still owed Warren Prescott a meal, and her eyes lit up.
That’s right!
She didn’t want to invite Warren Prescott to dinner alone, it was too suffocating, but she could invite Grandpa Prescott along.
With this thought, she immediately said: "No need to go out to eat, just right, I recently learned a few new dishes, how about I cook for you at Ariana’s place another day?"
"That would be great! When? I’ll prepare in advance."
Ashley Shaw knew that when Grandpa Prescott said "prepare in advance," it meant bringing a bunch of gifts, so she quickly pre-empted: "You mustn’t bring anything, if you do, we won’t let you in."
Grandpa Prescott laughed and said: "Alright, alright, I won’t bring anything."
Ashley Shaw nodded and turned her gaze to Warren Prescott.
He was talking to Assistant Lowell, and she didn’t know if he had heard her invite Grandpa Prescott just now.
Never mind, whether he heard or not, she’ll repeat it just in case.
Ashley Shaw waited until they finished talking before she spoke: "Warren Prescott, why don’t you come with Grandpa Prescott to have dinner at Ariana’s another day?"
Warren Prescott’s dark eyes fixed on her for two seconds.
For some reason, Ashley Shaw inexplicably felt a bit guilty and looked away.
"Whatever."
He left an expressionless response and stepped away from the pool.
Whatever? Ashley Shaw was thinking, "whatever" should mean he’s okay with it?
Once Warren Prescott left, Ashley Shaw suddenly heard Grandpa Prescott lower his voice and ask her: "You two haven’t made up yet?"
Ashley Shaw choked back her words, saying, "You misunderstand, we didn’t have a fight."
She had just lost hope and would no longer foolishly wait at the airport for a ship, for someone who wouldn’t come.
She had realized this at the cost of one life, so she wouldn’t repeat the same mistake.
If she were to die in Warren Prescott’s hands once more, then she would have deserved it.
Fate would have it so.
Grandpa Prescott, who had been formidable for so many years, was only old now, not stupid, and could see that Ashley Shaw and Warren Prescott hadn’t reconciled.
But this was the children’s matter, and he had no right to intervene.
It was just a pity, as he had originally hoped that after Ashley stopped being his granddaughter, she could become his granddaughter-in-law.
"Anyway, in the future, if he bullies you, just come and tell me, I won’t let him get away with it."
Of course, Ashley Shaw wouldn’t go to Grandpa Prescott to complain.
After all, soon they would become like parallel lines that never meet, what’s there to complain about?
But since Grandpa Prescott said so, Ashley Shaw still cooperated by nodding: "Okay, don’t worry, if Warren Prescott bullies me, I will definitely complain to you."
As soon as she finished speaking, she heard footsteps coming from behind.
She instinctively turned around and saw a tall, upright figure standing not far from her.
The light above his head blurred his face, but Ashley Shaw didn’t need to see through his clothing to recognize at a glance that it was Warren Prescott.
It was obvious that Warren Prescott had heard what she said.
His narrow eyes curved into a light mocking arc, his voice carrying a hint of a smile: "When did I bully you?"
Ashley Shaw was so embarrassed she could dig a three-bedroom apartment with her toes, no need to buy a house.
"No..."
Heaven knows, she was just following Grandpa’s words, how did she get caught in the act?
Besides, hadn’t he bullied her enough in the past?
Her deepest impression was when, after the incident of Rosalind Lynch falling into the pool, her classmates treated her like air for more than a semester until she moved up to high school, and only then did the situation start to improve.
Although she wasn’t sure if it was under Warren Prescott’s orders, after that, many of her friends distanced themselves from her.
The feeling of being isolated, even after a lifetime, she still remembered vividly.
It was really suffocating.
Then Grandpa Prescott spoke: "You didn’t bully her enough in the past?"
Ashley Shaw’s eyelids twitched.
Well said!
Grandpa Prescott spoke from her heart!
Warren Prescott looked at her deeply and suddenly said: "Young and ignorant back then, it won’t happen again."
Grandpa Prescott snorted coldly.
"I need to see actions, not verbal apologies. Anyone can talk pretty."
"Hmm."
Warren Prescott uncharacteristically agreed instead of arguing, which made Grandpa Prescott momentarily surprised.
At this moment, Ariana Grant came out of the changing room, dressed in loose black flared pants and a light orange striped short sleeve made of silky fabric.
Not to mention, it looked very slimming.
It made Ariana Grant, who was already cute, look even more vibrant.
"Oh my, who is this little beauty?" Grandpa Prescott intentionally tried to lighten up Ariana Grant’s mood.
And Ariana Grant, just as Ashley Shaw said, was indeed a big-hearted person.
She was completely devoid of any negative emotions now, and hearing Grandpa Prescott’s compliment, she shyly touched her freshly dried hair.
"It’s really nice." Ashley Shaw walked up to Ariana Grant, looking from left to right, and her eyes were full of satisfaction.
Her dear Ariana is indeed a budding beauty!
From now on, she would choose clothes for Ariana in this style.
Wolves will definitely have a problem if they see Ariana dressed like this and still don’t like her.
"Why are you teaming up with Grandpa Prescott to tease me?" Ariana Grant said with a blush.
"Where am I teasing? I’m telling the truth."
"Enough! I’m not used to hearing ivory coming out of your mouth, go change your clothes, don’t catch a cold later."