Chapter 111: Chapter 111: Sudden Malicious Incident
The steps to the viewing platform are strictly regulated.
Left up, right down.
The three of them must take the stairs on the left to go up, and then come down the stairs on the right after finishing.
To get on stage, they have to pass by the two classes on the left side.
One of those classes is the one Ashley Shaw is currently in.
Just as Ashley Shaw passed by her class, someone suddenly rushed out from the crowd and splashed a bottle of liquid towards her.
Everything happened too quickly for anyone to react, including Ashley Shaw.
When Ashley Shaw saw May Lee suddenly rushing out from the back of the group, her first reaction was bewilderment, and her second was to reflexively turn her back.
It was this reflexive action that saved her.
The transparent liquid splashed onto her skirt.
The skirt she wore today was silk and had a waterproof function.
May Lee noticed it too.
Seeing there was still some liquid left in the bottle, she immediately moved to splash it on Ashley Shaw’s legs.
Ashley Shaw was wearing a skirt, exposing a section of her fair calf.
"Watch out!"
Warren Prescott was the first to react.
He immediately embraced Ashley Shaw and kicked fiercely at May Lee.
May Lee was kicked backward, dropping the glass bottle in her hand to the ground.
Cillian Xavier rushed over in a few steps, first kicking the bottle away, and then pinning May Lee to the ground to control her.
"Don’t move!"
Everything happened too quickly. By the time everyone reacted, May Lee was already restrained on the ground, unable to move.
The students gasped and retreated, while the male teachers sprinted over.
Even the principal on stage jumped off the platform and ran toward them.
But time spares no one, and he twisted his ankle with that jump, unable to take another step forward.
The teachers split up, some going to support the principal.
The scene was a chaotic mess.
"Are you okay?" Warren Prescott paid no mind to the reactions of those around him, tightly wrapping his hands around her, as if protecting the most precious treasure in the world.
Ashley Shaw was indeed startled by the sudden incident just now.
But she quickly calmed down.
"I’m fine, I wasn’t splashed."
As she spoke, she stepped out of Warren Prescott’s embrace.
Warren Prescott also released his grip on her.
"Do you have a change of clothes?"
Warren glanced at the bottle, now wrapped in a jacket by a male teacher, and said, "It’s acid, you need to change your clothes quickly. Be careful not to touch the splashed areas when changing."
Ashley Shaw was taken aback.
"Acid? How do you know?"
"Just a guess."
Warren Prescott mumbled.
Ashley Shaw realized something was off.
He was so sure it was acid; he definitely didn’t just guess.
She scrutinized Warren Prescott’s face carefully.
Although his face didn’t show signs of pain from being hurt, his pallor betrayed him.
"Did you get splashed?" The question left her mouth with a definite tone.
"No..."
Ashley Shaw frowned deeply and grabbed his arm, demanding, "Tell me quickly! Where? I’m not joking! Tell me!"
Warren Prescott moved his lips, uttering one word: "Foot."
Ashley Shaw immediately squatted down to pull up his pant leg.
A portion of skin exposed between his pants and socks was a bloody mess.
To say it was a bloody mess wasn’t accurate; the wound seemed as if it had been burned, emitting a pungent smell.
At the moment Ashley Shaw saw it, goosebumps rose all over her body.
It was such a serious injury, yet he didn’t show it at all.
Ashley Shaw felt a mix of emotions, but now she couldn’t care about her own feelings. Seeing the wound, she immediately shouted for help: "Teacher!!"
Just as Ashley Shaw called out, the teacher who had wrapped the bottle in a jacket suddenly shouted, "Acid! It’s acid!"
The teachers initially thought it was a prank, assuming the bottle contained water. Upon hearing it was acid, they immediately gathered around.
"What?! Acid?"
"Did anyone get splashed? Is anyone injured?"
"Injuries need immediate treatment! Otherwise, the acid will corrode into the skin!"
Exclamations were accompanied by the chemistry teacher’s explanations.
"I’m fine; his foot is injured," Ashley Shaw spoke quickly.
"Water! Go wash with water quickly!"
"Someone, carry him!"
Warren Prescott still refused to let anyone carry him, enduring the pain himself as he ran with a few teachers to the faucets beside the playground to wash with plenty of clean water.
Ariana Grant, who learned of the situation from behind the line, also rushed over.
"Ashley, you didn’t..."
"Don’t come closer; there’s acid on my skirt." Ashley Shaw hurriedly stopped Ariana Grant from approaching.
The female teacher who was about to take a group photo earlier walked over at this time.
"I have a skirt in my office. We’re about the same height; you can wear mine for now."
"Okay, thank you, teacher."
"Don’t move; I’ll go get the clothes. Classmate, slowly take her to the room under the viewing platform, and I’ll bring the clothes there in a moment."
"Okay, teacher."
Ariana Grant agreed, tears wetting her face.
"What happened? Why did it suddenly turn out like this..."
"It’s okay, I’m fine. See, I’m not hurt, right? Don’t cry, take me there quickly."
Ashley Shaw gently reassured her.
Ariana Grant wiped her tears and nodded vigorously, leading Ashley Shaw toward the viewing platform.
Underneath the viewing platform were two small storage rooms for some sports equipment.
Two female chemistry teachers followed Ashley Shaw and Ariana Grant to help take off the clothes without touching the acid.
Her skirt had a zipper.
With the help of three people, Ashley Shaw finally removed the skirt safely.
Soon, the female teacher also brought over her own skirt.
"Quick, put it on."
Ashley Shaw hurriedly put it on.
The white skirt was replaced with a black, waist-fitted dress, giving off a bit of a professional woman’s feel.
But at this moment, Ashley Shaw couldn’t care less about how her skirt looked; she was eager to get out and check on Warren Prescott’s situation.
After all, Warren Prescott was injured to protect her.
If it weren’t for Warren Prescott at that time, the acid would have certainly splashed onto her leg.
With the area of exposed skin she had, it would have been a dire situation.
But when she went out, she only saw two police cars on the playground.
All the students had been evacuated, with each class’s teacher leading them back to their classrooms.
With sharp eyes, she spotted Cillian Xavier talking to a police officer and immediately approached, asking, "Where is Warren Prescott?"
"Young lady, we are handling official matters, you should head back to the classroom..."
Before the officer finished speaking, Cillian Xavier introduced, "She’s also one of the victims."
The officer paused, then nodded.
"Then you stay, and you..." He looked at Ariana Grant.
Ashley Shaw turned her head, signaling for Ariana Grant to go back to the class.
"I’ll contact you later."
"Alright."
Ariana Grant realized the seriousness of the matter and didn’t delay them there, turning to head toward the school building.
Ashley Shaw turned back, asking again, "Where is Warren Prescott?"