Ashley Shaw didn’t need to look to know who was calling.
Annoyed, she simply raised her hand and pressed reject.
Anyway, Warren Prescott wasn’t here; answering the call was pointless.
With her pressing the reject button, the world finally went silent.
She only heard Mr. Cheney continue, "Shawn Coleman will definitely not appear in front of you again. I’ve already sent him back to his hotown."
"..." Ashley Shaw was slightly taken aback.
She thought at most he’d be fired, never expecting he’d be sent back to his hotown.
Mr. Cheney lanted, "He was always incompetent, and out of a mont of weakness, I agreed to my wife’s request to bring him into the company... but I never thought he’d cause trouble on his first day... So, both personally and professionally, I must apologize to you, Miss Shaw. I’m sorry."
After speaking, Mr. Cheney took a step back and gave Ashley Shaw a deep bow.
His sincerity made Ashley Shaw feel a bit embarrassed.
She quickly reached out to support his arm.
"You don’t need to do this, this matter has nothing to do with you. Besides, Shawn Coleman has already been punished. Let’s just pretend nothing happened."
Mr. Cheney looked at her hopefully.
"You an, you forgive ?"
Ashley Shaw replied truthfully, "I really dislike that person, but that’s unrelated. What he did is his business; I never blad you from the start."
A great weight lifted from Mr. Cheney’s shoulders, and he felt much relieved.
"Thank you! Miss Shaw!"
Ashley Shaw was about to say "you’re welco," when she heard Mr. Cheney say, "Rest assured, I will handle your matter well. Things won’t escalate further, and I will quickly find out the person behind it."
Ashley Shaw’s eyes showed a hint of confusion.
Her matter?
The person behind?
"What do you an by that? I don’t understand what you’re saying."
Now it was Mr. Cheney’s turn to be surprised.
"You don’t know yet?"
Ashley Shaw shook her head in bewildernt, "I don’t know what I should know."
Mr. Cheney smacked his forehead.
Look at that big mouth! Wasn’t he causing unnecessary trouble for the future boss lady?
But since he started, he couldn’t leave it unclear.
He had to explain the situation briefly.
Ashley Shaw’s brows furrowed imdiately.
She thought that after Sean Langley and those girls causing trouble were taken away, this matter wouldn’t continue to escalate, but she didn’t expect it to worsen.
She heard Mr. Cheney say, "Mr. Prescott Jr. originally assigned this issue to Mark to handle, but I want to redeem myself, so it’s my responsibility now. Don’t worry, I will handle it well for you."
Ashley Shaw nodded.
"Thank you."
She was about to ask how long it would take for her photos to be completely removed from "The Wolves Super Topic" when her phone rang again at the worst possible mont.
No need to look, it was still Rosalind Lynch calling.
Indeed, she raised the phone she had in Warren Prescott’s hand to look at it, and sure enough, it was Rosalind Lynch calling again.
She pressed reject once more.
But before she could lower her hand, Rosalind Lynch called again.
Ashley Shaw couldn’t just turn off Warren Prescott’s phone, so she pressed the answer button decisively.
"Warren, I..."
The voice was actually Jillian Lynch’s.
She thought it was her sister, Rosalind Lynch.
Before Jillian Lynch could finish speaking, Ashley Shaw interrupted her—
"Call back in five minutes, Warren Prescott isn’t here right now, I’m giving him back his phone."
"Ashley Shaw?!"
Jillian Lynch’s voice suddenly raised: "Why is it you?"
Ashley Shaw replied in a cold tone, "He forgot to bring his phone. Call back in five minutes."
"You! You bitch! You’re doing this on purpose! You’re flaunting it in front of on purpose!"
Anger surged in Ashley Shaw’s eyes.
If she wanted to flaunt, she could have answered the first ti it rang, and casually added, "He’s in the shower."
Why wait until now?
"Next ti before you speak, could you make sure you’ve got so sense in your head first?"
"For soone so young, your foul mouth is really impressive."
"It’s my fault, should’ve let you drink more water that day, might’ve helped you rember."
Jillian Lynch on the other end almost lost her mind with anger.
Just as she was about to spew more venom, her expression shifted suddenly, and with a sneer, she said, "Your words are so harsh, do The Wolves’ fans know about this? Need to record it and play it for them?"
Ashley Shaw’s eyelids suddenly lifted, but then the emotion in her eyes cald.
"Jillian Lynch, aren’t you worried your family will go bankrupt?"
After saying that, she hung up the phone.
At the sa ti, she switched the phone off.
Although it wasn’t her phone, she didn’t want to hear Jillian Lynch’s ringtone again.
She also needed to change her own ringtone.
Listening to it was depressing!
Looking up, she saw Mr. Cheney staring at her in surprise.
The fierce glint in Ashley Shaw’s eyes just now had really startled him.
That look was a replica of Mr. Prescott Jr. when he got angry.
No wonder Mr. Prescott Jr. liked Miss Shaw; similar people are always drawn to each other.
Ashley Shaw didn’t know what Mr. Cheney was thinking, but her cheeks flushed uncontrollably.
Arguing and being overheard by soone you’re not familiar with, what an embarrassnt.
"Ahem..."
Ashley Shaw cleared her throat to cover her embarrassnt and said, "You don’t need to find out who’s been posting my photos online."
"?"
Three question marks floated across Mr. Cheney’s head: "Who?"
"Don’t worry about it, I’ll talk to Warren. But I’d still need your help to delete those posts."
Mr. Cheney nodded repeatedly, "Of course."
"Do you know where Warren is right now? I need to find him."
"At this ti, he should be in the custor service departnt."
The custor service staff have staggered lunch breaks to ensure there’s always soone available to answer calls.
It’s lunchti now, so most people from other departnts have gone down to eat. At this ti, it’s most likely Warren is in the manned custor service departnt.
The custor service departnt is also the quickest place to receive user feedback.
Higher-ups often visit, as early problem detection allows for early resolution.
Knowing Ashley Shaw was unfamiliar with the visitors, Mr. Cheney reminded, "The custor service departnt is on the fifth floor; it’s the biggest office."
"Great, thanks."
When she reached the elevator, one of the doors opened, and after those inside exited, Ashley Shaw stepped in.
Two more employees followed her in.
Ashley Shaw stood in the corner, keeping her head down to blend in.
The two employees, hands full with yogurt from the cafeteria, gossiped as they talked.
"Did you hear? Mr. Prescott Jr.’s girlfriend ca to the office today."
"Oh, I heard. I even got the photos. Wow, she’s really beautiful, like a fairy. I almost wish I were a man so I could pursue her."
A string of ellipses floated over Ashley Shaw’s head in the corner: "..."
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