Ashley Shaw’s eyes widened.
"He’s injured and still left the team to form his own group. What if he encounters so wild animal? And this is just the initial stage of survival; even those who are not injured can’t guarantee food and warmth, let alone soone who’s wounded?"
Warren Prescott leisurely took a sip of soup.
"You can control the heavens, not the earth, and you can’t stop people from doing stupid things."
Ashley Shaw didn’t like Warren Prescott’s phrasing.
"He’s just trying not to drag down his teammates."
"If I were him, I’d just stick with the team obediently."
Ashley thought to herself: Because you’re a self-centered person who never thinks about others.
Warren continued, "Just wait and see. This decision of his won’t be a good one."
Ashley didn’t say anything.
Because if it were her, she would likely make the sa decision.
Two seconds later, Ashley couldn’t help saying, "Aren’t you afraid your teammates will dislike you for dragging them down?"
Warren looked at her deeply.
"The Stardust Team has a team spirit; it’s not just Leon Zeller who cares for others. By making this decision, he’s actually causing more trouble for the team."
"He’s already left the team, how can he still cause trouble?"
"Wanna bet?"
"Bet on what?"
"Bet that Leon Zeller’s decision will bring more trouble to himself and the other teammates."
Ashley was silent for a mont, then asked, "What’s the wager?"
"The loser has to agree to one thing from the winner."
"What thing?"
"Anything, of course, within the bounds of law."
Ashley almost agreed impulsively.
But then she thought, she had nothing in particular she needed Warren Prescott to agree to.
On the flip side, what if she lost the bet and Warren asked for sothing outrageous?
Even though it must be within the bounds of law, he didn’t say it had to be within the bounds of morality.
If he asked her to bark like a dog in public, she would have to do it, wouldn’t she?
Imagining the scene where Warren watches her bark like a dog in public gave Ashley goosebumps.
She decisively refused.
"Forget it, I won’t bet."
Warren looked at her with so surprise.
"Do you know..."
"I know."
"...I haven’t even finished, and you know what I want to say?"
Ashley laughed and said, "Of course, you want to say, ’Do you know how many people out there want to bet with on this,’ or ’how many people want to agree to a condition,’ right?"
As she spoke, she mimicked the tone Warren used, casually but making it impossible for people not to take him seriously.
Warren’s mouth twitched stiffly.
"You know so well?"
He suddenly switched from his usual indifferent tone to speak with aningfulness.
Ashley’s alarm bells went off in her heart.
Could he be suspecting sothing?
She deliberately said, "Guessing. Did I really guess right?"
Warren chuckled and said, "Guessing right or not doesn’t matter, so cowardly people wouldn’t dare bet with anyway."
Ashley knew he was using reverse psychology and was about to say she’s not a child to be influenced by that.
Suddenly she thought, if she won, she could propose—
that they never have any involvent again.
This request is within the bounds of law, and Warren couldn’t go back on it.
Her heart suddenly beat twice loudly.
The next mont, she changed her words, "Okay, I’ll bet with you."
Warren gave her another glance.
But this ti, he was more surprised than before.
Reverse psychology actually worked on Ashley?
He said solemnly, "Let’s make it clear, once you agree, no backing out. As long as the winner’s request is lawful, the loser cannot regret."
Ashley nodded, "Of course."
That’s what she wanted to say, too.
Warren found it even more curious.
"What do you want to help you with?"
Ashley chuckled dryly and said, "I haven’t thought about it yet, can’t I say it later?"
"True, but you won’t win anyway, no chance to state this condition."
"...Don’t be so confident. Leon Zeller’s decision to leave the team was to avoid causing trouble for everyone. It won’t end up creating more trouble."
"Then just wait and see, the result will be clear in a day at the latest."
Ashley didn’t say anything more, choosing instead to focus on her al.
But unlike before, this ti she chose to watch the live stream while eating.
Just as she opened the live stream, Warren suddenly pushed his bowl towards Ashley.
He smoothly moved from sitting diagonally opposite her to beside her.
Ashley frowned, "What are you doing?"
"Watching a show, my phone’s about to run out of battery. Lend yours for a bit."
"Then I’ll ask Assistant Lowell to get you a power bank."
Warren glanced at her, "Doesn’t Mark need to eat?"
"..." How did she end up looking like a heartless boss?
But with that interruption, Warren was already watching the show.
Ashley pursed her lips, moving her chair a little to the right.
This way, she put a small distance between herself and Warren while still able to see the phone screen.
Three faint lines furrowed Warren’s brow.
He’d been snubbed.
He suddenly lost interest in watching.
After all, the result of the wager wouldn’t co out so quickly.
He looked away expressionlessly, stood up, and said, "Continue eating, and after you’re done, wait for in my office’s lounge. I have two more hours of work. We’ll leave for the site after two hours; you can use this ti to rest."
Ashley replied instinctively, "Aren’t you going to eat?"
He had only eaten half a bowl of rice.
How could soone with such a small appetite grow so tall?
"I’m full."
Filled with anger.
Warren opened the door, just as Assistant Lowell was rushing to open it.
The two almost collided head-on.
Assistant Lowell quickly stepped back.
"Mr. Prescott Jr., are you finished eating?"
"Yes, what’s up?"
"There’s a minor issue..." Assistant Lowell hesitated, glancing at Ashley still eating inside.
Warren instinctively felt it might relate to Ashley, so he said, "I’ve finished eating; let’s talk in the office."
Finished speaking, he strode out and closed the door behind him.
"What is it?"
"Like this, please have a look..." Assistant Lowell handed over the tablet they were holding.
Warren took it with one hand, quickly scanning.
Nurous posts about Ashley Shaw were in Leon Zeller’s fan community.
Several even posted pictures of Ashley.
The comnts below were divided.
So said Leon Zeller was lucky to find a beautiful girlfriend with a slender waist and long legs.
Others launched personal attacks on Ashley, saying she wasn’t worthy of Leon with blatantly false claims.
Most of these comnts ca from irrational female fans.
They imagined themselves as Leon Zeller’s girlfriend, naturally finding fault with everyone else.
Warren’s eyes darkened, a storm seed about to break.
"The Langley Family’s doing?"
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