Poe Vaughn sat next to Ava, and after handing her the phone, he remained silent. He sat there, gazing at the scenery through the windshield, legs crossed, hands folded on his lap, as if he were in his company’s president’s office, silently controlling everything. The car was supposed to have a quiet atmosphere, but it became lively because of Ava’s presence. Even danced happily with her cheerful words. Poe listened to her voice, her words, the breath of her speech, and the subtle fragrance that slowly spread as she sat in the car. His gaze grew deeper, captivating the soul. She handed over the phone, his gaze lowered slightly, as he took the phone. Unintentionally, his fingertip slid past hers, a warm and delicate touch, like a fine stream silently entwining him. Ava didn’t notice; after handing the phone to Poe Vaughn, she crossed her arms and looked at this persistently indifferent man beside her: "Finished with work?" She kept smiling, her good mood persisting at this moment, unaffected by his indifferent expression. As he held the phone, it still carried the residual warmth from Ava’s grip. His fingertip moved slightly, tapping on the phone. Ava particularly liked looking at this man’s face, not just because it was indeed a handsome face, but mainly because this face possessed a unique charm not found in ordinary people. When assessing a person, it’s crucial to look beyond appearances and into their mind and heart; a face must have lasting beauty and not just be a decorative pillow filled with straw. This person has profound depth, forever unfathomable. But precisely because of this, it makes her never tire of looking, increasingly captivated. "Will Grandma be attending our cousin’s birthday tomorrow?" Ava asked casually, not genuinely caring about the answer, but when Poe Vaughn responded, she was instead surprised. "Will there be many people there tomorrow?" With Grandma attending, others surely would come too, right? This answer could mean many or few, Ava frowned. Not that she’s afraid of meeting people; but with many people knowing she’s married to this man, divorce later would become troublesome. Thinking carefully, maybe it’s not so troublesome. In today’s society, divorces after marriages are common, especially with this man. He’s so handsome, comes from such an excellent family, and his earning potential is exemplary; for him to divorce and remarry would be perfectly normal. So, why should she worry? No need to worry at all; anyway, whatever he asks her to do, she will cooperate. Ava figured it out and completely relaxed. Unavoidably, she thought of the collaboration between MK and this man’s company; it’s been more than a month, and the collaboration should be almost over, right? But the people at MK haven’t called her; should she ask? Ava thought for a moment and decided against it; he’s been so generous to her, with rewards exceeding even a hundred million. If she goes chasing after it, wouldn’t that be inappropriate? Besides, if MK hadn’t successfully collaborated with him, they would certainly contact her. But since they haven’t reached out, it indicates the ongoing progress of the collaboration. Hmm, excellent. The source of thɪs content is N0velFire.ɴet With another matter settled, Ava was even more at ease, and since there was nothing to do in the car, bored and idle, she had to find a topic to talk about. Otherwise, it would be too quiet, uncomfortable indeed. So Ava quickly thought of the watering matter, and instantly had a topic. She turned to look at this person, whose deep eyes were fixed on the view ahead, thinking about something unknown. Ava didn’t mind and went straight to say: "Last night, I watered all the flowers in the back yard and learned from Siva how to take care of those plants. I’ve got all those flowers covered this month, so you can rest assured!" Poe Vaughn’s eyes darkened slightly, and a low "Mm" emanated from his throat. Ava looked at his god-like, untouchable demeanor, full of abstinence charm, and couldn’t help but lean in: "Poe Vaughn, why did you want me to water those plants of yours?"