Chapter 69: Chapter 69: He’s Pursuing You
Gage York was completely bewildered upon hearing this.
He couldn’t help but ask, "But... what does all this have to do with you taking on a dating show that could have a negative impact on you?"
Owen Sinclair smiled wryly.
"Remember the Lynch Group heiress who’s been trending these past two days?"
Gage York’s eyes widened.
"That Miss Lynch, isn’t she... But no, her mother wasn’t unmarried. Her mother has a husband. Her father is the chairman of Lynch Group, Gavin Lynch."
Owen nodded slightly.
"She’s the victim mentioned in her apology letter."
Gage York’s eyes widened even more, nearly popping out.
"So, you took on this show to suppress the public opinion for that young victim girl?"
"Yes."
Three exclamation marks appeared above Gage York’s head.
It took several seconds for Gage York to finally speak: "I understand. Don’t worry, I’ll try to control the public opinion."
A dating show isn’t like anything else; netizens might attack at any moment over even a slightly unchivalrous action by the male participant.
Moreover, the impact of CP (couple) fans on public opinion is significant. If Owen Sinclair and a fellow contestant give fans a "sugar rush," but end up not being together, they could easily face backlash from CP fans.
Overall, for newcomers, this show has more benefits than downsides, but for an established star like Owen Sinclair, participating in the show holds more harm than good.
This is why Gage York was so nervous when he got the news.
Owen Sinclair doesn’t need this kind of show to gain fans.
His acting skills and character are already enough to attract fans.
However, after briefly coming into close contact with Owen Sinclair, Gage York was no longer afraid that netizens would resort to personal attacks on Owen.
Because Owen was too gentlemanly.
There’s practically no flaw to be found in him.
"Take a good rest then, I’ll coordinate with the show team."
"Thank you."
"No, it’s what I should do."
Gage York stood up, bowed to Owen Sinclair, and turned to leave.
But as he reached the door, Gage York turned back.
"Owen, let me just ask one more question: if you’re certain she’s your daughter, what would you do? Or rather... would you make her identity public?"
"It depends on her wishes. Whether to announce it or not is up to her preference."
"Understood."
Gage York already comprehended the importance of the other person in Owen Sinclair’s heart.
Very significant.
Even more significant than his acting career.
His work as an agent wouldn’t be easy, but he’d do his utmost to manage it.
...
Meanwhile, Ashley Shaw received a call from Cillian Xavier.
"Where are you now?"
"At home."
"I’ll pick you up in half an hour. Is that convenient?"
"Yes, it’s convenient."
"Good, try to have your friend wear something loose. Aunt Tate said there might be a lot of tests."
"Got it, I’ll let her know. Thank you."
There was a brief pause on Cillian Xavier’s end, then he said, "We don’t need to stand on ceremony like this. If you really want to thank me, can you call me Archie in the future? Calling me by my full name reminds me of when I messed up as a kid, and my parents would use my full name while yelling at me."
Cillian half-jokingly revealed his personal feelings.
Having owed Cillian Xavier many favors, Ashley Shaw easily agreed to the simple request.
"Alright, Archie."
After all, it’s just a name, and she believed names are meant to be called. As long as the person being called knows it’s them, the name serves its purpose.
But since the other person cared about the name, she would go along with his wish.
However, after hanging up the phone, she suddenly recalled what Warren Prescott had said at the hotel: You used to call him Cillian Xavier classmate, now you’re calling him Cillian Xavier. Will it be Archie soon?
At that time, she hadn’t thought Warren Prescott’s words would become a prophecy.
"Ashley! Who was on the phone?"
Ariana Grant’s voice interrupted her thoughts, and Ashley Shaw snapped out of her daze, realizing she had inexplicably thought of Warren Prescott.
She promptly cut off her train of thought and said, "Remember I mentioned a couple of days ago that I managed to get an appointment with an amazing doctor for you?"
"Yes."
"Cillian Xavier got us the appointment with the doctor. He’ll pick us up in half an hour. Hurry and change into loose-fitting clothing for the examination."
Ariana Grant suddenly felt a bit scared.
"Can... can I not go?"
Ashley Shaw’s tone turned serious: "What do you think?"
"Alright... I’ll go change..."
Before long, Ariana Grant came out in comfortable, loose-fitting casual wear.
"Is this okay?"
"It’s good. Let’s go, we’ll wait downstairs."
Cillian Xavier arrived earlier than expected. Shortly after they went downstairs, the car that had appeared before stopped in front of them.
Ariana Grant looked at the car, then at Cillian Xavier, who had gotten out to open the door for them, nodding in satisfaction.
Hmm, much better than that Warren guy.
"Thanks! I’ll have Ashley treat you to a meal next time!"
Cillian Xavier smiled and nodded, "Sure, hop in first."
"Okay!"
After the three of them arrived at the hospital, Cillian Xavier led them to Dr. Tate’s office.
Dr. Tate was gentler than Ashley Shaw had imagined. After carefully inquiring about Ariana Grant’s condition, several tests were immediately arranged.
A nurse was specially called to accompany Ariana Grant, eliminating the need to queue.
While waiting for the tests, Cillian made introductions between the two.
"This is Ashley, my high school classmate. The other person just now is her good friend."
"This is Aunt Tate, my mom’s best friend."
Ashley Shaw quickly extended her hand, "Nice to meet you, Dr. Tate."
Jane Tate smiled, shook her hand briefly, and said, "No need to be so formal. You can call me Aunt Tate, just like Archie does."
"Aunt Tate."
"Yes. Regarding your friend’s condition, I have a rough estimate, but we still need to wait for the test results. We can’t do the gastroscopy today, so you might have to come back tomorrow. The nurse will explain the specific precautions to her. Once the gastroscopy is done, you can come directly to me."
"Thank you, Aunt Tate."
Jane Tate nodded and looked at Cillian Xavier, "I helped your friend skip the line, so don’t you owe me a coffee?"
Ashley Shaw quickly said, "I’ll go buy it. What kind of coffee do you like?"
"I know, I’ll go. Ashley, you just sit and wait here."
Cillian Xavier said as he turned to leave, fearing Ashley Shaw would take over the task.
Ashley Shaw was about to follow when Jane Tate stopped her.
"Ashley, let him go. I just want to know more about your friend’s situation."
Upon hearing this, Ashley Shaw suppressed the urge to follow and settled back into her seat.
"My friend has been in this condition for over a year, but I don’t believe it’s a bowel issue."
Ashley Shaw couldn’t straightforwardly say she knew Ariana Grant would die of stomach cancer, so she just said that.
Jane Tate nodded, "That’s my assessment too, which is why I only scheduled a gastroscopy for tomorrow, not a colonoscopy."
After a brief discussion about Ariana Grant, Jane Tate suddenly commented, "He’s pursuing you, isn’t he?"