Chapter 46 I Did Nothing and Somehow I’m the Hero
The way he looked at Scarlett had softened, there was a trace of warmth in his eyes now.
“That’s your doing.”
Scarlett blinked. Wait, what?
If randomly piecing together building blocks counted as an achievement, she honestly didn’t deserve the credit.
Jack, on the other hand, was fuming with jealousy. How many times had I helped out, gone above and beyond, yet not once had I received a word of praise from Jasper?
Pixel had simply done the most basic assembly, and now she was being called the hero.
He was hurt!
Jasper was in a good mood, so he was willing to explain.
“The circuit you connected earlier was incorrect. It affected the chip’s performance.”
Jack’s eyes widened.
“You mean to say Pixel accidentally scrambled the encoding and somehow ended up fixing the problem?”
That was way too lucky! Had she been struck by some kind of freak good luck or what? Ugh, I’m so jealous! Why couldn’t I ever catch a break like that? He hadn’t skimped on holiday offerings either!
Jasper gave a small nod, tapped his legs, and the robot cat leapt up onto them, stretching out lazily in his lap.
“The system detects you’re in a good mood and wants a cup of coffee. The coffee machine, start working! Or do you want to be scrapped?”
Amazingly enough, right after the grumpy cat let out its roar, the coffee machine actually started up.
Once the coffee was brewed, the robot cat ordered the little machine trolley beside it to go fetch it.
In just a short moment, Jasper was already savoring the coffee.
As a reward, he reached out and gave the robot cat a few gentle scritches on the head.
“Well done.”
He stood up with the robot cat in his arms and moved to the computer.
The cat cooperatively placed its paw on the sensor.
A set of data immediately appeared on the screen.
Jasper moved the mouse and began to dissect the data bit by bit.
1/3
Scarlett couldn’t help but feel like all of this was strangely surreal.
When she finally snapped out of it, she was just grateful she hadn’t messed anything up.
If she had wired something incorrectly and damaged the robot cat, she would’ve been sick with regret. From now on, I absolutely cannot go messing around in areas I don’t understand!
“Pixel, come on, come on!”
Scarlett paused, instinctively glancing toward Jasper, who was still fully focused on the data onscreen and not paying her the slightest attention. Only then did she follow Jack outside.
“Mr. Jack, what’s up?”
Once they were outside, Jack’s expression turned serious.
“Pixel, you really need to be more selective with the people you hang around.”
“Some folks may look dignified and decent on the outside, but underneath it all, they’ve got some very shady intentions toward you.”
“You need to stay away from them.”
“If you ever get into trouble, call me right away. I’ll be there in a flash to take care of it!”
Scarlett looked at him, puzzled. “Are things really that bad between you and Mr. Fletcher?”
Jack was stunned. Since when? Why didn’t I know about this?
Then, a second later, it hit him. Oh no.
Scarlett had completely misunderstood who he was talking about.
He wasn’t referring to Jasper–he meant that sly, scheming James!
“Pixel, no, don’t get the wrong idea. I wasn’t talking about Jasper.”
Scarlett raised an eyebrow, clearly unbothered. “Then who were you talking about?”
Jack fell silent. The words were right there, but he didn’t know how to say them.
The truth was… he didn’t actually have any proof that James was intentionally trying to flirt with her.
“In short, aside from me and Jasper, you really need to watch out for anyone else who might have bad intentions around you. Got it?”
Scarlett let out a soft laugh, her bright eyes filled with warmth, but her tone was teasing.
“Mr. Jack, you’re young, but why do you sound so much like a concerned dad?”
Jack gave her a completely baffled look.
“What does that even mean?”
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Scarlett didn’t answer; her smile just deepened as she turned and walked back to check on her lab mouse.
Jack was left standing there, a little dazed and windblown.
He stood in place, thinking it over for quite a while…
Still couldn’t make sense of it. I reflect on myself three times a day, I’ve done nothing wrong! Avoid gossip? Yeah right! So what am I doing wasting my time brooding like this? Back to the lab!
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