Ava looked at Lauren, signaling her to continue speaking. Lauren stopped hesitating and decisively said, "It’s about the director who invited you to act last time." Upon hearing this, Ava gave Lauren a look that meant, "You don’t even need to mention this." Lauren expected Ava to react this way and continued, "The director is very determined, seemingly resolved to have you play that role, and has been visiting Eric every day, waiting at spots where you’re likely to show up." "Eric said he seems like a big hassle and asked me to remind you to be careful." After giving Lauren that look, Ava picked up her lipstick to apply, completely unconcerned. Even though Lauren’s words reached her ears, she didn’t care at all. It was as if it wasn’t a matter worth mentioning in front of her. Lauren sighed, "I’ve delivered the message anyway, whatever comes next is no longer my concern." That director could trouble even Eric, who even called Lauren to caution Ava, indicating that this director is really different from those in the past. Lauren believed that this time, the director wasn’t going to be easily dismissed. Ava meticulously finished her makeup, completely ignoring Lauren. As for what Lauren mentioned, she cared even less. Whatever Ava decided to do, no one could stop her; likewise, whatever she didn’t want to do, no one could force her. "Is Assistant Halloway here?" A woman’s voice called out from outside, addressing Lauren. Lauren immediately responded, "I’m here." She stepped out, and Ava also looked out; soon, the sound from outside was heard. "These are the clothes sent by Jace for Miss Sterling to wear to the gala." "Okay, I’ll give them to Ava right away." He even prepared clothes? Ava blinked her eyelashes and then smiled, realizing that he had planned for her to be his companion from the start. She wasn’t displeased with Jace’s thoughts; instead, she found it amusing. The past few days of filming had gone smoothly, with not a single unpleasant moment, all thanks to Jace. If there was a problem, it was communicated promptly, and he’ll always consider her thoughts and ideas, discussing solutions together without any outbursts or displays of temper. He was incredibly patient and meticulous, thinking through every little detail without missing a thing. His temper was unbelievably good. Often, problems stem from issues in communication. Ava was well aware of this. But Jace had no problems in this regard, nor any other issues, handling everything perfectly without any flaws she could pinpoint. In the past few days, her mood lifted as they filmed, and their collaboration was very pleasant. As a result, she gained a deeper understanding of him; he appeared gentle and polite, a gentleman on the surface but possessing his own ideas and decisiveness when needed, handling matters decisively without delay. His way of doing things was completely unlike his outward demeanor. This let her see a more comprehensive side of him, and also a truer version of herself, making her feel their distance bridged by quite a bit instantly. From strangers to acquaintances, and from acquaintances to good friends. She thought it was wonderful. She liked having him as a friend. Thɪs chapter is updated by NoveIꜰire.net So, when he asked for her help tonight, she unhesitatingly agreed. Whenever he asked, she’d assist. "This cheongsam is beautiful!" Lauren brought in the clothes, revealing a sky-blue cheongsam of the original design, not the modern adaptations. With frog buttons, high slits, and ankle length, every stitch crafted by specialists. Lauren held the cheongsam before Ava, amazed. Because under the light, it appeared exceptionally exquisite, especially the bamboo embroidery, which exuded an air of elegance. Ava had nearly finished her makeup and glanced over at it. With just one look, Ava directly took it and changed into it. Lauren was stunned and instinctively asked, "Aren’t you going to at least have a look?" Changing outfits, Ava said, "Jace’s taste won’t let me down." Lauren gasped, eyes sparkling. This chemistry... does this couple I’m rooting for seem nearly a done deal? With the cheongsam on, Ava checked her reflection in the mirror, ensuring everything was in order. Beside her, Lauren exclaimed with admiration, "Gorgeous! Truly stunning!" "Ava, I wish I were a man just to have you!" Lauren’s infatuation spanned genders; an exceptional beauty or handsomeness alike enamored her to this extent. Ava gave her a disapproving side-eye, stuffed her phone into her bag, and stepped out in her stiletto heels. Outside the dressing room, a tall figure awaited ahead, clad in a light gray suit and hair slicked back. He seemed to be gazing at the moonlit night, deep in thought, bathed in its silvery glow. Watching this scene, a phrase popped into Ava’s mind: "A stranger as fine as jade, unparalleled among peers." No wonder he’s called Young Master Kingsley. He truly was every bit the noble gentleman, gentle and courteous. "I wonder if we’re going to be late." Ava walked toward Jace, clutching her small purse. Hearing her voice, Jace turned around. Beneath the moonlit night, she wore the fitted cheongsam, waist slim, posture poised, her elegant neck on full display. With graceful strides, her gown moving with each step, her earrings swayed gently, and her long, straight legs tantalizingly revealed. Walking toward him felt like she was emerging from the depths of the night, stepping directly into his heart... In that instant, Jace’s heart thumped strongly. Because of her, he was who he was today. He smiled, a gentle warmth lighting up his face, and extended his arm slightly bent, creating space. Ava smiled and moved over, hooking her arm through his. Lauren stood behind, hands clasped, watching them walk away together, like a golden pair, so visually pleasing. She looked up at the sky and sighed: Heaven, I pray you let them be together; they truly are perfectly matched! The charity gala was held aboard a cruise, unexpectedly at Syrindale Island, not far away. Ava and Jace reached there in just about twenty minutes by car, very close. However, it wasn’t clear if the gala was scheduled late or what, but by the time Ava and Jace arrived, guests were just beginning to board the yacht. Could it be starting at eight o’clock? Ava guessed so, since it was precisely eight at that moment. Exiting the car holding onto Jace, the two made their way up the red carpet onto the yacht. No reporters, no paparazzi; it seemed like a highly private charity auction. Ava wasn’t surprised. The truly wealthy wouldn’t easily show their faces. The more private it was, the more it signified the importance of this gala. Those attending must be exceptionally wealthy or prestigious! Suddenly, an image of a cold and noble figure crossed Ava’s mind, and she suddenly thought of something—would he also be attending tonight? Unexpectedly, a voice interrupted Ava’s train of thought, causing her to frown momentarily. She halted in her steps and turned to see who had called out to her.