Chapter 373: Chapter 373: Fooled by Him
This action left all the relatives stunned, even Chester Crawford in the hospital bed showed a look of surprise.
The relatives were momentarily speechless, then began to talk all at once.
"This person doesn’t seem bad?"
"Don’t trust him, who knows if he’s retreating to advance? Don’t be fooled by him."
"Right, rich people like them are all the same, no good!"
"Everyone be quiet." It was Old Mrs. Crawford who spoke: "It was our people who were too impulsive earlier, just say what you want, there’s no need for this bowing."
Warren Prescott vaguely felt that something was off.
Their attitude was very strange, and they didn’t seem like the kind of unreasonable people.
So that means, apart from feeling sorry for Chester Crawford, there must be a reason for them to attack him.
Warren Prescott temporarily suppressed his thoughts and said what he had prepared before coming—
"This incident was an accident, as well as human error, and I am here representing our entire project to visit Mr. Crawford."
"I’ve thoroughly understood Mr. Crawford’s situation, and although local doctors say there’s little hope for recovery, I will help you consult the most authoritative doctors abroad in hopes to assist you."
"As for compensation, we definitely won’t be stingy, but since I’m not well-versed in compensation matters, I’ll need to consult with lawyers."
"If you have any thoughts or requests, you can tell me now, and I’ll agree to anything I can."
"Regarding the supervisor responsible for purchasing the iron scaffolding, I will personally investigate the situation later. If it’s indeed his personal responsibility, we can assure you that we will not let him off. How he should be dealt with will be how we deal with him."
After finishing speaking, the expressions of everyone present softened significantly.
Chester Crawford said, "Didn’t you say it was my own fault, that I didn’t secure my safety belt, which caused the fall? You also threatened me not to report it to the police or file a lawsuit, so why are you changing your tune now?"
Warren Prescott and Assistant Lowell’s expressions changed simultaneously.
Warren Prescott furrowed his brows, stepped forward, and asked, "The incident happened at four-thirty this afternoon. As far as I know, I am the first representative of the project to visit. It’s impossible for anyone from our side to have said that. Did you make a mistake?"
"How could I be mistaken? Just half an hour before you arrived, that guy left."
Old Mrs. Crawford also said, "At the time, he almost laid hands on us, so I called the relatives over."
Warren Prescott glanced sideways at Assistant Lowell.
Assistant Lowell understood Warren Prescott’s intent and immediately retrieved the information about the iron scaffolding procurement supervisor from his phone, including a photo.
Warren Prescott took the phone, showed the photo to Chester Crawford, and asked, "Is it him?"
Chester Crawford’s face turned dark upon seeing the photo.
"It’s him! He said I bear a large responsibility, and as long as I don’t report it or make a fuss, he’ll give me compensation. But if I blow things up, I won’t get a penny."
Warren Prescott roughly understood the situation.
It was that supervisor who didn’t want their superiors to find out and tried to cover up the matter.
Unexpectedly, many people on the construction site spoke up for Chester Crawford, which brought the issue to the attention of the Prescott Group, only then did he find out.
He briefly explained the situation and affirmed, "I will not let this person get away; we will bear all your losses. You don’t need to worry."
After a pause, he added, "I heard you have two children. I will personally sponsor their tuition fees up until they graduate from college. Upon graduation, I can directly arrange for them to work at the Prescott Group. This promise is valid forever."
Hearing this, Chester Crawford paused for two seconds and then said, "Words alone aren’t proof. How do I know you’re not just coaxing me to settle things quietly?"
Assistant Lowell handed over Warren Prescott’s business card at this time.
"This is Mr. Prescott Jr.’s business card, please have a look."
Seeing the card, Chester Crawford’s expression changed again.
"You’re... the son of the Prescott Group’s chairman?"
Warren Prescott was reluctant to admit he was Lars Prescott’s son and simply responded, "I’m Warren Prescott."
Chester Crawford was even more surprised.
"You, you actually came personally..."
He thought the visitor was merely a project manager from the Tech City project, but he was surprised to find it was the Crown Prince of the Prescott Group.
Then he noticed Warren Prescott’s injuries on his face and was a bit flustered.
"We, our people didn’t mean to earlier. We thought you were with that guy who came half an hour ago."
"No, this is our Mr. Prescott Jr., we had no idea that guy came over, and it was because he wanted to keep it from us that we only found out shortly before coming over with Mr. Prescott Jr."
Warren Prescott added, "You can trust my words."
Chester Crawford’s eyes lit up.
Since his fall, his biggest worry was his two children. Now, Warren Prescott’s words and his status were like a reassurance pill for him.
"Thank you..." Chester Crawford said hoarsely, "and, I’m sorry too."
Warren Prescott replied, "I understand why you’re so emotional. There’s no need to apologize. Besides, I have to thank you for telling me about this. Otherwise, we wouldn’t have known that guy came to threaten you."
Chester Crawford, an honest and hardy middle-aged man, had tears in his eyes at this moment.
The other relatives also understood the reason and thanked repeatedly, "Thank you all..."
"No need."
Warren Prescott said, "If there’s anything else you need help with, you can tell us now."
Chester Crawford shook his head, "I don’t need anything more. Knowing your attitude puts me at ease."
"Alright, if you encounter any issues later, you can contact me anytime. My contact is on the card, I’ll answer whenever I see it."
Chester Crawford couldn’t move his head much, so he blinked hard, "Okay!"
"Also, we have already reported the incident to the police. If the police come over later, just tell them everything honestly. We will never shirk the responsibility."
Chester Crawford’s chest felt warm, "Okay."
One threatened him not to report to the police, while the other urged him to contact the police and be honest with them. It’s clear who is good and who is bad.
As they were leaving, Warren Prescott instructed Assistant Lowell, "Old Mrs. Crawford doesn’t look well; arrange an aide for them so the elderly lady doesn’t have to stay here."
"Yes."
Hearing this, Chester Crawford felt another wave of gratitude.
He said nothing, but his throat bobbed hard as he swallowed.
Outside the hospital room, Assistant Lowell couldn’t help but feel a bit regretful.
Before coming in, he worried that Warren Prescott wouldn’t be able to handle the people and might lose his temper, but it turned out he was the one who lost his cool.