Reborn: I Won't Chase You Anymore, School Prince

Chapter 32: Am I Even Worthy?

Chairman Prescott and Assistant Rhodes both froze in shock.For a moment, Assistant Rhodes thought Warren Prescott would propose conditions like having the chairman step down, akin to a coup in an old costume drama.

But it turned out...

He shouldn’t have watched those primetime dramas with his wife.

Chairman Prescott was the first to recover, his sharp black eyes narrowing, projecting an intense aura of pressure.

Yet the other party seemed completely unaffected.

Chairman Prescott sighed.

"Have you fallen for her?"

Warren Prescott chuckled nonchalantly, "Do I even deserve that?"

"..."

Even Anne Sinclair on the sofa looked up in surprise, her eyes wide and red.

What kind of person must it be to make the Prescott Group’s Crown Prince feel undeserving?

"Don’t worry about things that don’t concern you. Just answer: do you agree to this condition?" Warren Prescott said impatiently.

Chairman Prescott took a deep breath and said, "I don’t get what young people think these days, but you must know, if this leaks out, our stock will inevitably experience turmoil."o replace you for work. Let me settle your wages for these days."

Just last night, Ashley Shaw had handed in her resignation.

Among Warren Prescott’s words a couple of days ago, one was indeed true.

If working part-time is just for earning money, might as well find one that pays more.

But she really didn’t want any more ties with Warren Prescott, so she chose to contact Cillian Xavier.

Cillian Xavier said once she resigns, she could immediately start working at his sister’s store.

Thus, the manager quickly found someone to fill her position.

"You don’t need to pay me. I’ve caused you much trouble these days, I’m truly sorry."

Having only worked for less than six days and then suddenly leaving, she felt uneasy accepting the money.

"How could that be? You haven’t caused me any trouble. If you refuse your wages, I won’t let you go."

The store manager wouldn’t back down, so Ashley Shaw had no choice but to accept the money.

Totaling 344, the store manager gave her 350 for good luck.

Ashley Shaw accepted the money with a sincere bow: "Thank you for your care these days. I’m leaving now, goodbye."

"Goodbye."

The store manager’s eyes strangely glistened with moisture.

She was a hard-working and dependable girl. While others slacked off and played with their phones when there were no shoppers, she rarely used her phone and even helped organize the store’s inventory.

Such a messy warehouse had become well-organized under her care.

If she wasn’t a soon-to-be university student, backed by The Prescott Group, he truly wanted to keep her on.

"I wish you success in your studies. You’ll get a discount whenever you shop here."

"Thank you."

Ashley Shaw smiled faintly and headed to the bus stop under the scorching sun after completing her tasks.

Half an hour later, she stepped through the gates of Shane Coleman’s law office.

The air conditioning inside was on high, giving Ashley Shaw a sudden chill.

"Shaw, over here."

Shane Coleman’s assistant waved to her, smiling brightly: "Did you see the news online?"

Ashley Shaw nodded.

The assistant’s smile grew even wider.

"Thanks to you, we managed to handle such a tricky situation so quickly."

Ashley Shaw didn’t respond, knowing well she didn’t do much, just took advantage of a chance to gather more information.

Even without her, Shane Coleman would have uncovered Owen Sinclair’s wife’s issues.

Being led by the assistant into the office, Ashley Shaw saw Owen Sinclair chatting with Shane Coleman on the sofa.

Though Owen Sinclair was in his advanced years, perhaps due to his work in the film industry, he hardly looked his age.

About to enter his fifties this year, he appeared merely in his thirties.

He was only a bit thin, likely due to controlling his appearance for the camera.

Ashley Shaw also found it perplexing—why would his wife stray from such a handsome and wealthy celebrity husband for a ’sketchy’ affair?

"Are you Shaw?" Owen Sinclair stood first, extending his hand in greeting.

Meeting the celebrity in person for the first time made Ashley Shaw a bit self-conscious, lowering her head and shaking his hand without saying much.

Shane Coleman chuckled, playfully nudging her to lighten the mood: "You’re quite the chatterbox with me. Why so quiet meeting a celebrity? Too nervous to even look up."

Ashley Shaw laughed awkwardly, "A little bit."

Owen Sinclair followed with a smile.

"No need to be nervous. I don’t bite."

With that, he straightforwardly presented a check.

"Attorney Coleman informed me. Thanks to you, here’s your compensation, and please do accept it."

As the last words fell, he noticed the girl raising her head.