Chapter 79: See Who Helped Them
Brooke York had been anxiously scrolling online last night, terrified of getting mobbed by internet trolls, so she didn’t fall asleep until three in the morning.
As a result, she overslept. She didn’t even have time for breakfast and had to rush over. After getting out of her car, she sprinted straight inside. Just a moment ago, she was so focused on checking her watch that she completely missed Sophia Quinn, who was on the phone.
"Is it my fault for stopping here to make a call?" Sophia Quinn found it somewhat amusing. She was already standing off to the very edge. ’There’s all that open space over there, but she had to run right into me? And now she thinks she’s in the right?’
"Of course it’s your fault. If you need to make a call, can’t you go outside? Did you have to do it right here?" Having said her piece, Brooke York wasted no more time, turning and bolting. She had never been late before and refused to be now.
The girl just ran off like that, without even a single word of apology.
"They’re both students at the same school, so how can they be so different?" Sophia Quinn was in disbelief. Compared to the girl who had just given her directions, this one who had just run inside couldn’t hold a candle to her.
"It seems Principal Walton’s work isn’t quite up to par," Arthur Prescott said, his gaze heavy.
"Tell me about it!" Sophia Quinn walked over and picked up her phone. Luckily, its quality was good, so it was completely undamaged, but the call had been disconnected.
"I’ll call him back." Arthur Prescott was about to call Ethan Prescott, but before he could, Ethan arrived!
"Dad, Mom, why did the call suddenly hang up?" Ethan Prescott asked worriedly as he hurried over. He had heard the line go dead.
After Sophia Quinn had sent him their flight information, he had already calculated their approximate arrival time. So, the moment his phone rang, he had set out to meet them.
"Don’t even start. I get angry just thinking about it. Anyway, Ethan, you told us to find you the moment we got back. What’s going on?"
They had been on a business trip and had flown back right after it ended. Their driver got stuck in traffic and couldn’t make it in time. Thinking the airport was close to the school, they decided to take a taxi. However, the driver said he couldn’t take that particular road all the way, so he had them walk the rest of the way.
Who would have thought they’d get lost? Thank goodness for that student who helped them!
"Mom, do you know that Chloe isn’t the real heiress of the York Family?"
"I do. Your Miss Cole already called to tell us. We also told her that whether our family’s marriage alliance is with the real heiress or the false one, it’s ultimately your decision. Ethan, do you want to proceed with the alliance with Chloe, or do you want to switch to the real heiress?"
In truth, when he had initially called Sophia Quinn, he had wanted them to find him as soon as they returned so he could quickly swap the marriage agreement. He had wanted the alliance to be with Brooke York.
But now, he still wanted it to be with Chloe.
"Mom, I still want to be with Chloe," Ethan Prescott stated his preference.
"Then that settles it. I also think highly of that child, Chloe. However, we can’t treat the real heiress unfairly. We should give her some appropriate gifts as compensation."
’She knew that girl must have been wronged, too. In a situation like this, neither child is at fault. You can only call it fate.’
Ethan Prescott nodded. "Mm, I understand. Dad, Mom, it was just about this matter. There’s nothing else. You two should head back and get some proper rest."
"Alright. You should get back to class."
Watching Ethan Prescott walk away, Arthur Prescott prepared to leave, but then he noticed Sophia Quinn was still standing in the same spot, showing no intention of moving.
"You’re not leaving?" Arthur Prescott asked, puzzled.
Sophia Quinn rolled her eyes. "Leave? After we got lost? Shouldn’t we find out what our good Samaritan student looks like and what her name is? More importantly, we need to thank her properly."
’I have a feeling that girl was Chloe York. Especially since my son still wants to marry her. Before his business trip, my son couldn’t stand Chloe, so why the change of heart about the marriage alliance now?’
’There are only two possibilities. One, the real heiress who returned is awful. The other is that Chloe York has changed, and my son is now quite taken with her.’
Sophia Quinn’s words made Arthur Prescott realize. ’Right, we need to find out who that student is and thank her properly.’
"To the principal’s office?" Arthur Prescott suggested. Checking the security footage there was likely the only way to find out what the girl looked like.
"Yes! Let’s go to the principal’s office and check the security footage."
Chloe York took off her mask as she reached the classroom door. At the same time, the voice of the Godly Rich System sounded in her mind.
Godly Rich System: [Congratulations, Host, on completing the mission. Reward: one hundred yuan.]
Hearing the one-hundred-yuan reward, Chloe York’s expression didn’t change in the slightest. She simply walked to her seat as if she hadn’t heard a thing.
Godly Rich System: [Host, don’t think it’s too little. The next mission will also have a monetary reward.]
"I don’t think it’s too little," Chloe York said, her tone completely flat. She genuinely didn’t.
She already knew that this Godly Rich System wasn’t about getting rich solely from its rewards. Rather, the people the system found for her to help were all either rich or influential.
Any small benefit that might leak through the cracks from these people would be enough for an ordinary person to live a life of wealth.
Godly Rich System: [Then why don’t you look excited?]
"What’s there to be happy about over a hundred yuan."
Taking advantage of the fact that Chloe York couldn’t see it, the Godly Rich System gave her a "friendly" gesture. ’Says she doesn’t mind. Please, I can tell she thinks it’s pathetic.’
"Chloe, get this—Brooke York is about to be late." Stella Winters leaned closer to Chloe York, her tone a mixture of confidence and schadenfreude.
Hearing Stella Winters’ words, Chloe glanced at Brooke York’s seat and, sure enough, it was empty. Normally, she would have arrived long before now. With only a minute left, she was cutting it extremely close.
"That really is good news!"
"Tell me about it. I hope the homeroom teacher comes by right at that moment and scolds her. That’ll knock her down a peg."
Just as Stella Winters was eagerly waiting, with only about ten seconds to spare, Brooke York stepped into the classroom. Suppressing her heavy panting, she feigned composure as she walked to her seat.
"Aww, she managed to not be late after all." Stella Winters’ voice was laced with disappointment that Brooke York hadn’t been tardy. She had really been looking forward to seeing it.
"Oh, you," Chloe York said with a helpless sigh. Stella Winters said no more, simply taking out her potato chips and munching on them happily.
After Brooke York sat down, she waited a moment. Noticing that no one was paying her any mind and that everyone had started their morning reading, she slowly allowed herself to catch her breath.
The only one who noticed Brooke York panting was Clara Bell, but she didn’t say anything.
’I bet Brooke York was too angry to sleep last night, so she overslept this morning. That explains why she was in such a frantic rush to get here.’
Upon receiving a call that Arthur Prescott and his wife were on their way, Jordan Walton hurried out to greet them.
He hadn’t expected the two of them to visit so suddenly and couldn’t help but wonder if he had mismanaged something.
But regardless, welcoming his guests was the most important thing to do first.