Chapter 99: Chapter 99: Save Me
It’s not because she sings as well as Warren Prescott, but because... it’s too... strange...
Ashley Shaw’s voice is really nice, but unfortunately, she’s tone-deaf and goes off-key severely, so the song she sings barely has any relation to the original.
Both of them are clearly singing "Through," yet it’s like two completely different renditions.
Elder Prescott even weirdly dug at his ears, suspecting something was wrong with his hearing.
At this moment, Warren Prescott gently clasped her wrist, pulling the microphone away from her lips.
Ashley Shaw’s hand was held by Warren Prescott, and though she instinctively wanted to break free, she quickly realized that Warren was deliberately helping her lower her voice.
She couldn’t help but feel grateful in her heart.
After all, it was Warren Prescott who suggested the duet, sparing her from too much embarrassment.
Following Warren’s reminder, Ashley Shaw dared not bring the mic close to her lips again and tried her best to hum softly.
Her lower voice got covered by Warren’s.
Finally, the song returned to the right track.
It was a struggle to get through the song, and Ashley Shaw’s back was covered in sweat.
She was really enduring it.
"Great, really well sung! Young people are just different." Elder Prescott was the first to start applauding.
Everyone else snapped back and hurriedly joined in clapping.
"You both sang so well."
"Exactly, why didn’t I notice before that this song is quite nice?"
"I’m gonna have it on loop when I get home."
Compliments filled the room, but Ashley Shaw knew that everyone was only saying it to spare her embarrassment.
That "Through" had been ruined the moment she opened her mouth.
"Who’s next?"
Warren Prescott handed out the microphone and smoothly took away the mic from Ashley Shaw as well.
"Let me sing a song!" Claire Xavier volunteered after coming over, and asked if anyone wanted to duet with her too.
Someone cast a look at Ashley Shaw, and her body visibly stiffened, worried about being asked to sing again with Claire Xavier.
But by now, everyone had realized that it wasn’t shyness that made her hesitant to sing; she genuinely couldn’t sing well, so they didn’t push her anymore.
The deputy manager stood up and said he’d duet with Claire Xavier.
Ashley Shaw breathed a slight sigh of relief and sat beside Grandpa Prescott.
Warren Prescott followed and sat on Elder Prescott’s other side.
Grandpa Prescott didn’t bother with Warren and instead turned to Ashley Shaw.
"Have you decided on your college applications yet? With your ranking, you can definitely get into Aethelgard University."
Warren Prescott was holding the soda can given to him by the deputy manager.
Upon hearing this, he "crack" tore off the can tab with one hand and lifted it to drink, seemingly not paying attention to what they were discussing.
Ashley Shaw wasn’t sure if Warren was listening or not, but she cautiously followed Elder Prescott’s lead and said, "Yes, I should qualify."
Elder Prescott assumed she meant she was going to Aethelgard University, so he asked, "What major are you planning to study?"
Before Ashley could answer, Elder Prescott suggested, "Why not follow Warren’s lead, study what he studies, and after graduation just work directly in the family company? It’ll save you the hassle of job hunting and you won’t have to worry about being bullied outside."
Ashley Shaw didn’t reject and leaned over to ask Warren Prescott, "What major are you planning to study?"
Warren Prescott looked at her in confusion.
"What’s up?"
It turns out Warren really wasn’t listening to their conversation earlier.
She should’ve just mentioned she wasn’t going to Aethelgard in the first place, then there wouldn’t be the question of choosing a major.
She somewhat regretted putting on this act.
But since she already spoke, she could only continue acting it out.
"We were discussing what major to choose with Grandpa, so I’m asking you."
"Finance."
Ashley Shaw nodded.
In her past life, Warren Prescott also chose finance and even took a dual degree, the other being management, perfectly paving the way for him to become the Prescott Group’s president.
She smoothly told Elder Prescott, "Finance... I’m not interested in that area, so I’ll discuss with my friends on what to study instead."
"That’s fine, regardless of your major, Grandpa can always get you into the company. Even though I’m retired, I still have that privilege."
Ashley Shaw smiled without saying anything.
Kidding, Elder Prescott certainly has the clout for that.
In her past life, she was also placed in the Prescott Group by Elder Prescott right after graduation, but she couldn’t keep up because her studies didn’t align with it, so she eventually resigned and pursued a career in her field, which she really enjoyed.
However, she soon married Warren Prescott, and her career became that of a housewife.
A housewife without her husband’s love, even as the Prescott family’s housewife until she turned into a yellowed wife without ever hearing, "You did well."
So this time, she wouldn’t choose that path again.
"By the way, I haven’t asked about your friend. How’s her condition? Did the test results come in?"
"They did. She has a bit of inflammation, but it’ll be fine with regular medication."
"That’s good. It shows you have a strong bond. After graduation, Grandpa can also arrange for her."
Elder Prescott didn’t hide his favoritism towards her.
Ashley Shaw felt a pang of guilt.
She was deceiving Grandpa Prescott.
In the future, she won’t join the Prescott Group.
But Ashley cleverly used the excuse of pouring water for Elder Prescott to stand up and fetch the kettle.
However, when she picked it up, the kettle was unexpectedly empty.
The accompanying girl apologized, "Sorry, Ashley, I drank it all. I can ask them for another pot outside."
"No worries, I’ll go."
She was just worried about how to steer Elder Prescott away from the "college" discussion and took the kettle to head out.
Elder Prescott glanced at Warren Prescott.
"Why let a girl go get water by herself? Is your hand broken?"
Warren knew Elder Prescott saw through his thoughts, helping him out.
He immediately got up.
"I’ll help."
The two made their way out one after the other.
As Ashley Shaw was about to tell Warren he didn’t need to accompany her, she saw a private room door suddenly slammed open.
The sound was loud.
Both of them instinctively looked over, only to see Rosalind Lynch.
Her hair was disheveled, clothes in disarray, and she ran out in a panic.
Several men chased after her.
One of them was quick enough to grab Rosalind’s wrist.
"You little bitch, playing hard to get? You think you can come and go as you please, treating us like fools? Running away won’t be that easy!"
That man dragged Rosalind back towards the room.
"Help... help me..."
Rosalind didn’t seem to notice them, just desperately struggling and shouting.
Before Ashley Shaw could react, she saw the person beside her swiftly head over there.
He moved so fast that all she saw was a blur.