Chapter 275: Chapter 275: Warren Prescott’s Day of Embarrassment
This guy is really strange, clearly making so much money every day...
He was born with Lars Prescott giving him ten percent of the shares, getting annual dividends enough to make his hands weak from counting, yet he acts like he’s drowning in debt, never with a pleasant face.
If it were her, she’d be happy every day, nothing could affect her mood.
Seeing Warren Prescott walk up to her, she couldn’t help but say, "Aren’t you not hungry?"
Warren Prescott glared at her displeased.
"There are no chairs over at the arrival gate, you want me to stand for two hours?"
"Doesn’t Westcroft Airport have shares of your family? Tell them to set you up a special seat. Right in the middle of the arrival gate, you definitely won’t miss Leo coming out."
Warren Prescott’s face turned even darker.
"You might as well stop using that mouth of yours."
"...Can we not bring this up?"
"Who started it first?"
"Where did I..."
A child’s voice suddenly reached their ears.
"Mom, are those two brother and sister arguing?"
The child’s mother quickly pulled the child over.
"Don’t talk nonsense."
Ashley’s cheeks flushed red, embarrassed to bicker with Warren Prescott in front of a child.
She took a few steps forward, just about to take a tray when she saw Warren Prescott already at the meal selection counter.
"This, this, and these, all of them. Get me a private room."
The waiter looked at Warren Prescott as if he were crazy, that expression could be said to be quite speechless.
Ashley wasn’t surprised though.
A young master who was born with a silver spoon has never eaten fast food, has he?
But since they talked earlier, everyone knew they knew each other, she couldn’t lose face, so she took a few steps forward and pulled him back a step.
"I’ll order, there are no private rooms here, go find a seat."
Warren Prescott’s gaze slightly glanced at Ashley’s hand holding his sleeve, and his brow raised just a tiny bit.
"Oh."
He responded as if very impatient, yet with a slight smile on his lips as he went to find a seat.
There happened to be a free spot in the far corner, as soon as he sat down, a young girl in a school uniform blushingly walked up.
"Hi, handsome, can I add you on QQ?"
Now that WeChat was just starting to trend, many young people were still using QQ.
These days, Warren Prescott no longer has the same ruthless attitude as before when rejecting girls.
Ashley had practically taught him, you need to respect every girl who legally likes you.
Except for that one from the company who tried to drug him recently.
He pointed to Ashley, who was ordering food.
"Sorry, I’m already taken."
The girl instinctively looked over at Ashley.
From this angle, she could just see Ashley’s face.
The girl’s eyes suddenly widened, exclaiming in surprise.
"Isn’t that..." she stopped halfway through speaking.
"What?"
"Nothing." The girl immediately apologized, "Sorry for disturbing you."
After saying that, the girl quickly left, not even finishing her meal before leaving with her friend.
Soon after, a clarification post was added to The Wolves’ fan forum.
"I’d like to clarify on behalf of that pretty lady earlier, she’s not a girlfriend of The Wolves, she already has a boyfriend!"
"And her boyfriend is super handsome! The two look great together!"
"How do I know? Because I had the guts to ask for his QQ, but the handsome guy turned me down."
"He said he’s taken. Boo hoo..."
Below were pictures, one of Ashley’s side profile and one of Warren Prescott’s front.
With good-looking people in the photos, the post quickly hit over ten thousand views.
Numerous comments followed.
[Whoa?? Isn’t that The Wolves’ rumored girlfriend? So we’ve misunderstood her all this time?]
[Definitely a misunderstanding because this handsome guy is even better looking than anyone on The Wolves, damn!]
[I’m about to cry, finally, it’s not a beauty dating a baldie. Beauties need handsome guys!]
[I repent, I misunderstood the beauty.]
[Eh? This handsome guy... isn’t he from the Stardust Team’s live stream before!]
[Upstairs, you got it right, it’s him, the man who keeps me up at night with his looks! No wonder people mistook them, they knew each other.]
[Since she’s not The Wolves’ girlfriend, stop posting pictures of private individuals.]
[Agreed.]
Because of this post, the forum never posted any more attacking photos of Ashley.
Mr. Cheney, who was monitoring The Wolves’ fan forum, quickly noticed this post.
Since it was positive and a clarification, but still had pictures of Ashley and Warren Prescott, he wasn’t sure if he should delete it, so he could only take a screenshot and ask Warren Prescott.
Warren Prescott glanced at the comment section, replying without hesitation, "No need to delete."
Mr. Cheney: "Understood."
Ashley was unaware of all this. Since Warren Prescott was also clearly going to eat with her, she ordered two more dishes.
Four meat dishes and two vegetarian, considered quite extravagant for a fast-food joint.
She carried her tray towards where Warren Prescott was seated.
Among a group of causally dressed customers, Warren Prescott in his crisp suit stood out like a sore thumb.
Warren Prescott indeed drew a lot of curious glances from those around him.
What an attention seeker!
Ashley thought to herself, biting the bullet as she walked over.
However, as soon as she sat down with her tray, she faced Warren Prescott’s disdain.
"Why is there only such a small portion? Did you sneak some for yourself?"
Ashley mustered a lot of patience not to just walk out.
Since she paid, leaving without eating would be such a waste.
She shoved a bowl of rice in front of Warren Prescott.
"If you don’t want to be seen as an idiot, just eat quietly!"
Warren Prescott furrowed his brows slightly, glancing at the table ahead with only a small plate, finally understanding that’s how this kind of place was.
He couldn’t help but look around the fast-food joint in surprise.
"This kind of shady place actually has so many people eating?"
Ashley wasn’t bothered by the young master being shocked, after all, she was hungry. Perhaps because of the nightmares consuming too much energy, her stomach was empty.
She picked up her chopsticks and began to eat.
The taste was just average, but when you’re hungry, everything tastes good.
Seeing her eat heartily, Warren Prescott, who didn’t want to eat before, now felt an urge to dig in.
He broke open a pair of disposable chopsticks and lifted a piece of eggplant to his mouth.
A moment later, he frowned, very greasy, oily and heavy, and seemed undercooked.
Instinctively he wanted to spit it out, but his manners had him swallowing it back.
"This eggplant..."
"Don’t speak, you’re being picky over a four-buck item."
"Four bucks?" Warren Prescott raised his eyebrows in surprise.
Besides buying water, he hadn’t dealt with anything priced at single digits for ages.
He was practically having a pupil earthquake.
"Food this cheap can actually be edible?"
Ashley impatiently glared at him.
"I asked you back then and you didn’t say anything, you followed me here and now you’re fussing. If you don’t want to eat, then don’t."
Sure enough, people from different worlds can’t even eat together.
She actually hoped they’d live together in her past life, how silly.
Warren Prescott, however, was simply worried about food safety issues.