In that anger, there was even a hint of murderous intent.
But in just a moment, the anger vanished, replaced by a familiar smile.
"Dad... Ash is here too?"
Ashley Shaw stood up.
"Hello, Uncle Prescott."
"Having dinner, don’t mind me, I’ll change and join you." Lars Prescott said, smiling as he went upstairs.
Ashley Shaw watched Lars’s back, wondering if she had seen wrong just now.
Was there any sign of anger?
But soon, Ashley realized she hadn’t seen wrong.
After dinner, Elder Prescott went to his room on time to take his anti-rejection medication.
The anti-rejection medication is used to lower the body’s immunity because when the immunity is high, the body becomes particularly sensitive to foreign invaders.
The transplanted organ, to the body itself, is a foreign species that needs to be "eliminated."
So it’s necessary to take the anti-rejection medication on time every day, not missing a dose, to keep the body in a state of low immunity to allow the transplanted organ to coexist peacefully with the body.
Yet Elder Prescott is the most averse to taking medication, mainly because he couldn’t swallow so many pills when he was young, so it takes him ten plus minutes every time.
Before going upstairs, Elder Prescott reminded Ashley Shaw.
"Don’t rush off, I want to play a game of chess with you, help me see if I’ve improved recently."
Ashley Shaw nodded obediently, "Okay, I’ll wait for you, no rush."
"Alright!"
Only then did Elder Prescott go upstairs at ease.
Ashley Shaw was about to sit by the chessboard to wait when she saw Lars approach her.
"Ashley, shall we go for a walk?"
Ashley immediately guessed that he had something to say.
"Okay." She agreed, standing up and following Lars closely.
This villa area in Westcroft is worth every inch of its land, and the greenery in the villas is done quite well, with even a sizable artificial lake surrounded by dense old trees.
Lars stopped at a long bench by the artificial lake.
He turned back, his eyes holding an unconcealed fury.
"Kimberly said you wrote an agreement to dissolve the adoption?"
"Yes." Ashley Shaw nodded.
Lars’s face burned with even more anger.
"Ashley Shaw, you took the money. You said you wouldn’t covet Warren’s position."
Ashley frowned, "What do you mean? Do you think I’m breaking my word?"
"Breaking your word? If you kept your word, would you propose ending the adoption? Once you’re not his sister anymore, you can become his wife, is that what you’re thinking? Also, you promised not to go to Aethelgard University, but you filled that as your preference. Which of these promises have you kept?"
After hearing Lars, Ashley finally understood why he was so angry.
She really didn’t misread it; for a moment, Lars truly had murderous intent.
Ashley couldn’t help but find it laughable.
So worried that she would take the position next to Warren, yet it was him in the past life who sought her out to replace Rosalind and become Warren’s bride, wasn’t it?
Still, Ashley pressed down her emotions.
Lars was unfriendly, and she was reluctant to smile, so she spoke coldly.
"Believe me or not, I proposed to end the adoption not because I want to be Warren’s wife, but because I don’t even want to be his sister. As for the preference you mentioned, who did you ask? Our homeroom teacher?"
Lars frowned.
"Of course, I asked your homeroom teacher."
"Then that’s right, I told Mr. Coleman, no matter who asks, to say my preference was Aethelgard. But in fact, I filled in Aethelgard Medical University instead. As for why I did that, you should have an idea."
Lars was stunned, "Are you serious you didn’t fill Aethelgard?"
"If you don’t believe me, I can take you to the school now. I think the school should still have my preference on file, if you don’t trust the paper, you can check on the school’s computer; surely it won’t deceive you."
Listening to this, Lars was finally convinced.
But just to be sure, he still dialed a number.
"Mr. Rowan, find someone from the high school and ask what Ashley Shaw filled in as her preference."
"Yes."
Uncle Rhodes was efficient, and soon called back.
The call wasn’t on speaker, but Ashley could tell from Lars’s expression what was said.
"Ok, got it."
Lars cut the call, looking at her, his still handsome face finally showed a rare awkward expression.
Ashley looked at him, knowingly asked, "Well? I didn’t lie, did I?"
Lars felt even more awkward.
"No... Uncle was mistaken. I apologize to you."
He was a businessman, and his apologies were as pragmatic as any businessman’s.
"As an apology, I’ll make sure your college life goes smoothly, and help with any trouble that arises."
Ashley refused outright.
"No need, the agreement was so I wouldn’t have any ties with you in the future, so you don’t need to do that. However, I do have a request I hope you’ll agree to."
Lars didn’t answer directly but asked, "What request?"
"In the future, if I want to see Grandpa Prescott, I hope you will allow me to visit."
Hearing this request, Lars gladly agreed.
"Of course, even if you didn’t ask, I wouldn’t stop you. He really likes you, and if you can come occasionally to keep him company, I should thank you."
"Then there’s nothing else, right? If that’s all, I’ll head back; otherwise, Grandpa will ask and I won’t have an answer."
Lars felt a tightness at her words.
It was the first time talking to someone her age he felt so ill at ease.
Oh no, Ashley wasn’t the first, the first was Warren.
Undeniably, these two were somewhat alike in some ways.
"Go ahead." Lars said.
Ashley didn’t say more, turning and leaving.
After returning, she didn’t stay long, playing a game of chess with Elder Prescott and found an excuse to leave, asking Ariana to take a packed meal back.
In the end, when leaving, Elder Prescott actually told the kitchen to pack some dishes for her.
Ariana Grant watched as she returned with two bags of prepared dishes, completely bewildered.
"What? I thought you said you ate already?"
"Want some or not?"
"Yes!"
Not eating when presented with food and not taking was not in Ariana Grant’s principles!
Ashley was amused, sweeping away the bad mood brought by Lars.
After eating a bit with Ariana, Ashley retrieved a check from her room.
The check Lars gave her, exactly