CHAPTER 420: CHAPTER 420: SENDING MY DAUGHTER TO SCHOOL

Ashley Shaw knew about this.

In her past life, she had been on a luxury cruise once. Indeed, there were thousands of people aboard, and the ship was so large, it was like a city at sea.

Searching for someone in such a city was no different than looking for a needle in a haystack.

Especially when you had to search stealthily.

However, as long as it was confirmed he was on the cruise, it proved he hadn’t been harmed at the port.

This was already incredibly good news.

Ashley Shaw hummed in acknowledgment and continued asking, "When and where is the cruise’s next port stop?"

Assistant Lowell answered truthfully.

"In three days, the cruise will dock at Port Cressida, which is a major international port in Senvira."

Senvira...

Ashley Shaw remembered that in her past life, Morgan Schultz was caught in Senvira.

The only purpose for Warren Prescott boarding was to capture Morgan Schultz.

He had been out of contact for a week now, and if he was safe and sound, with his capability, he would have already found Morgan Schultz and be just waiting for the right moment to catch him.

In all likelihood, Warren Prescott would also disembark at Port Cressida.

Ashley Shaw’s mind was racing, thinking about how to discreetly pass this information to Assistant Lowell.

Her mind ran through various possibilities in just two seconds in reality.

She said, "Mark, there’s something you just mentioned that suddenly reminded me."

"What is it?"

"When Warren Prescott went to Westcroft Port, he called me. We were originally supposed to meet that day, but I was already in Aethelgard... Anyway, he mentioned something about Senvira. I had just left the airport, and it was very noisy, so I didn’t hear clearly. But when you mentioned it just now, I suddenly remembered the word Senvira."

Assistant Lowell’s eyelid twitched violently.

"Miss Shaw, are you sure you didn’t mishear?"

"I probably didn’t mishear."

"Alright! Understood, I’m currently at headquarters, but the President is still in a meeting. Once he’s done, I’ll find him and have him dispatch everyone immediately to fly to Senvira."

Lars Prescott was a cautious person. Hearing what Assistant Lowell said, Ashley Shaw added, "Can you refrain from telling Uncle Prescott that I provided this information?"

Assistant Lowell was puzzled, asking, "Why?"

Ashley Shaw had already prepared her explanation, saying, "Uncle Prescott has always misunderstood that there’s something between me and Warren Prescott and hopes we interact. I’m afraid if you mention me, he won’t believe it, or he’ll overthink it..."

Assistant Lowell understood.

"Alright, don’t worry, Miss Shaw, I know how to inform the President, I’ll say I discovered that Morgan Schultz has friends in Senvira. As for the specifics of how it was found out, he’ll be too focused on retrieving people to ask in detail."

"That’s good, I’ll leave it to you. Please keep me updated if there’s any news."

"No problem."

After discussing the main matter, Ashley Shaw asked about Assistant Lowell’s recent situation.

With Warren Prescott absent, many tasks fell to Assistant Lowell.

Mark was also straightforward, "Not too well; opening my eyes means work... It’s tiring and hard, but I can’t deny that I feel like I’ve grown a lot in just seven days, as if I suddenly gained seven years of work experience."

Then, he changed the topic, "I only now truly understand how difficult it is for Mr. Prescott Jr."

Ashley Shaw stayed silent.

She always knew how challenging it was for Warren Prescott. The hardship he endured was not something most people could comprehend.

It was precisely because of his relentless effort that in her past life she considered him her whole world.

Setting everything else aside, in terms of judging people, she wasn’t wrong.

The only mistake was thinking she could wait for Warren Prescott.

She once hated Warren Prescott deeply, but now she realized that her reasons for hating him never truly existed.

Because nobody is obligated to reciprocate love just because she fell for someone.

Ultimately, Warren Prescott was not at fault; instead, she was at fault.

It was her unwillingness to let go that restricted Warren Prescott’s freedom to love others.

Moreover, she delivered herself and her child into the hands of death.

If Warren Prescott made any mistake, it was during their marriage, when he sought out another woman.

Simply put, infidelity.

But from another perspective, Warren Prescott never loved her. Their marriage was just a "band-aid solution," and on a spiritual level, it wasn’t infidelity. It was simply about finding someone he truly liked.

Her heart inexplicably felt heavy. Ashley Shaw suppressed the discomfort in her chest and said, "Stay strong, I believe he’ll be back soon. I might not be able to offer much help, but if you ever need anything, just let me know."

"Thank you, Miss Shaw."

Just as Assistant Lowell was speaking, someone pushed open the office door.

"Lowell, the President has finished his meeting."

Hearing the voice on the other end of the phone, Ashley Shaw volunteered, "Get busy, I won’t disturb you anymore."

"Alright, goodbye."

After hanging up, Ashley Shaw felt as if a heavy stone was pressing on her chest, making it hard to breathe.

Ariana Grant came down from upstairs at this moment.

They had already packed and were ready to go to school, but Ariana Grant had left her charger upstairs, so she went back to get it.

When she returned and saw Ashley Shaw’s noticeably red eyes, she was startled.

"Ashley, what’s wrong?"

Ashley Shaw feigned calmness and asked, "What’s wrong?"

"Your eyes are so red."

"Really?" She pretended to be surprised, then said, "No wonder my eyes feel so itchy."

"It’s okay, let’s go out and buy some eye drops. I remember a red eye drop that’s very good for inflammation."

Ariana Grant didn’t suspect anything because Ashley’s expression was genuinely natural.

She couldn’t help but mock herself; her acting skills now could let her audition at Owen Sinclair’s place.

As the saying goes, speak of the devil, the moment they walked to the hotel entrance, they actually ran into Owen Sinclair.

After greeting him, it turned out it wasn’t a coincidence; Owen Sinclair had come to drive them to school.

"I happened to be nearby, and I thought it would be inconvenient for you two young ladies with so much luggage, so I might as well give you a ride to school."

Owen Sinclair hadn’t slept a wink last night—he was too excited.

Because this was the first time he sent his own daughter to school.

Since he knew he had a daughter, this scene had played out countless times in his mind. Sometimes, even confusing reality, Ashley Shaw would turn into a five- or six-year-old in his mind, and he would send little Ashley to kindergarten with "that someone."

This was why his eyes had noticeable dark circles under them now.

Even so, he didn’t feel the slightest fatigue.

Perhaps he was too happy; with the surge of adrenaline, he just couldn’t feel tired.

Ashley Shaw and Ariana Grant were grateful, but also felt a bit embarrassed.

For someone as busy as Owen Sinclair to take them to school, they really didn’t know what to say.

Perhaps seeing their thoughts, Owen Sinclair used the excuse he had prepared long before, "Alright, I confess, Shane Coleman actually asked me to come, so you don’t have to feel awkward. That kid promised to treat me to meals for a week after coming to Aethelgard."