CHAPTER 458: CHAPTER 458: WARREN PRESCOTT, ENLIGHTENED

Warren Prescott was lying in the hospital room, feeling sore all over, so he decided to go out for a walk.

As a result, this walk nearly scared Assistant Lowell out of his wits, and he quickly called for people to search for him, fearing that Warren Prescott had gotten into some trouble again.

Having just gone through such an ordeal, Assistant Lowell indeed felt paranoid.

While ordering people to hurry and find him, he also planned to contact the hospital to check the surveillance cameras.

To see if Warren Prescott had left the hospital room by himself or was taken away by someone.

If it was the former, everything would be fine; they just needed to find him quickly. But if it was the latter, they’d have to immediately call the chairman back.

However, before the people sent to check the surveillance had reached the location, Warren Prescott returned on his own.

Assistant Lowell felt a huge weight lift off his heart and ordered the search party to turn around, quickly heading to meet him.

"Mr. Prescott Jr., where did you just go? Is there something wrong?"

"No, I was just bored lying around, so I went for a walk."

Assistant Lowell thought, "You’re bored, but we were scared to death."

But he only dared to say this internally, keeping a smile on his face: "Next time you’re bored, tell me, I’ll take you out for some fun."

Warren Prescott suddenly stopped and asked: "Did I used to like wandering around?"

"Well... not really?"

Honestly, since he started following Mr. Prescott Jr., Mr. Prescott Jr. had been busy day and night with company matters.

Either dealing with affairs at The Nocturne or handling issues with clients, where was the time to play?

Warren Prescott looked seriously at Assistant Lowell and asked: "Did I ever get tangled with any girl before?"

Assistant Lowell’s eyes lit up and he asked: "Did you remember something?"

From this question, Warren Prescott realized he might indeed have been tangled up with a girl before.

He shook his head and said: "No, it’s just that I ran into a girl over by the emergency room... She’s quite pretty, but what she said was not pleasant. Answer me first, how did I get tangled?"

Assistant Lowell was unsure how to answer this question, as Warren Prescott rarely discussed such matters with him.

If he accidentally said something wrong and Warren recalled in the future, would he get mad?

Seeing Assistant Lowell hesitate, Warren Prescott decided to be direct: "Speak honestly, I won’t get angry."

With these words, Assistant Lowell gathered courage.

"You used to like a girl, and were chasing her, but right before any results could come from it, you went through this ordeal."

Warren Prescott’s mind conjured up Ashley Shaw’s angry face he had seen just now, and he immediately put the pieces together.

It must be that girl.

He had always liked her, yet when he turned to her he asked if they had ever met.

No wonder she said he was playing with her, that must have been what she meant.

It’s partly her fault too; if she didn’t clarify, how was he supposed to know?

He had forgotten everything.

"Show me her picture," Warren Prescott said.

Assistant Lowell hurriedly responded, went through his phone, and found a photo of Ashley Shaw taken while working at Claire Xavier’s store, which had been surreptitiously posted to a forum.

Assistant Lowell handled the forum matter at the time—even though Claire Xavier had taken care of it beforehand, the photo still existed on his phone.

"That’s her."

Warren Prescott squinted at the photo, thinking to himself: indeed, it’s her.

No wonder seeing her made his heart race uncontrollably.

So, is this two times in a row he’s fallen for the same person?

What is it about this woman, beyond her looks, that makes her so special?

He couldn’t help but say: "You previously said my phone was lost. Did you restore my SIM card yet?"

Assistant Lowell had not been in the hospital room earlier, because he was restoring Warren Prescott’s SIM card.

He quickly handed over the new phone with the card already inserted.

"Everything’s here. Anything that could be recovered has been restored, what couldn’t be... might be difficult to recover."

Warren Prescott nodded, opened the phone, and saw contacts that felt strangely familiar despite being unknown.

Trying to recall gave him a headache, so he simply decided not to bother.

The doctor said that even without recalling, his memory would gradually recover in up to three months.

He asked Assistant Lowell: "What’s her name?"

Assistant Lowell knew exactly who "her" referred to.

But he wasn’t sure what Warren Prescott’s attitude toward Ashley Shaw was now, so chose to test the waters by asking: "Who are you referring to?"

Warren Prescott had lost his memory, not his intelligence, understanding Assistant Lowell was teasing.

Not wanting to beat around the bush, he directly said: "The girl I like."

Assistant Lowell’s eyes widened.

This... Before losing his memory, Mr. Prescott Jr. never would say such things!

They say although Mr. Prescott Jr. lost his memory, his personality and temper remained unchanged. Yet now it’s clear his personality has indeed changed.

He’s learned to speak straightforwardly, no longer staying proud without speaking, like a closed-off gourd.

It’s great! Speaking directly saves so many problems!

Assistant Lowell smiled cheerfully and said: "Her last name is Shaw, and her name is Ashley Shaw."

Upon hearing this, Warren Prescott instinctively nodded: "A very beautiful name."

Assistant Lowell was taken aback again.

Complimenting someone? That’s unprecedented!

Warren Prescott, however, didn’t care about Assistant Lowell anymore, heading back into the hospital room while scrolling through his contacts to find Ashley Shaw’s name.

Since he likes her, is chasing her, and still feels moved when seeing her now, he shouldn’t give up halfway.

To avoid giving up halfway, the first thing to do is to clear up misunderstandings.

But when he finally found the note for Ashley Shaw and called, the mechanical voice mercilessly informed him: "The number you’ve dialed is invalid."

Warren Prescott frowned: "How could it be an invalid number?"

Assistant Lowell thought, she texted him just a few days ago...

Quickly Assistant Lowell realized, Miss Shaw probably blocked Mr. Prescott Jr....

But he still had to save face in front of Warren Prescott.

"Miss Shaw used to be in Westcroft, now she’s in Aethelgard for school, maybe she changed her number because she moved."

Usually, at this point, Warren Prescott would simply nod and not say anything further. But who would have guessed he’d directly ask: "Which school is she at? What’s her major?"

This question indeed stumped Assistant Lowell.

He paused momentarily and said: "I’ll help you find out another day."

Warren Prescott’s frown deepened.

"Why wait for another day? Are you very busy now?"

Assistant Lowell quickly corrected himself: "I’m not busy, I’ll get to it now."

"Go ahead, I’ll give you an hour."

Within that hour, he could lay down for a while.

Having walked around outside and been scolded fiercely by Ashley Shaw, he was starting to feel a bit dizzy again.

Assistant Lowell replied "Yes," and turned to leave the hospital room.

Once the door was closed, he walked over to the emergency passage and only then dialed Ashley Shaw’s number.

Back then, Lars Prescott’s intentions were clear—don’t let him tell Ashley about Warren Prescott’s situation, but who was he? He was Mr. Prescott Jr.’s man.

Of course, he would side with Mr. Prescott Jr.

Mr. Prescott Jr. might have lost his memory, but thanks to it, he’d come to his senses, and of course, Assistant Lowell had to lend a hand!