Inside the box was a pearl necklace! And the pearl was black, a full ten millimeters! Who wouldn’t recognize a good thing? Even the most ordinary person can distinguish between good and bad when presented with them, let alone someone like Ava Sterling with her discerning eye. The black pearl was luminous and brilliant, exceptionally glossy. When the box opened, light poured in, causing it to emit a radiant glow, incredibly beautiful! Ava loved pink; it was her favorite. But that didn’t stop her from admiring other beautiful things. At this moment, the black pearl was deserving of her admiration! She couldn’t help but pick up the pearl and hold it up to the moonlight, watching the glow spread and flow around it. Ava stared in a daze. This glow, this luster, this smoothness, without a trace of flaw. Where did this pearl come from? Truly rare in the world... Ava stood there, utterly captivated by the pearl, forgetting where she was or what she was supposed to do. Poe Vaughn walked a few steps ahead and stopped when the person behind him didn’t catch up, turning to look back. Under the moonlit night, light dispersed, shadows of the trees cast down, a beam flickered upon her, her chin slightly raised, her face tilted, eyes filled with moonlight, sparkling with starlight and joy. And at that moment, the hairpin tucked in her hair and the dangling pearl gently swayed. Poe Vaughn’s gaze intensified. She gazed at the pearl; he gazed at her, in her eyes, the pearl was exquisite, in his eyes, she was exquisite. His heart tingled, throat moved slightly, Poe Vaughn spoke: "Ava." A deep voice, not as cold as usual, nor as indifferent to others. Even the volume seemed lowered, softer, gentler... Ava heard his voice, and her heart subconsciously skipped, uncertain whether it was the first time he called her name or what, but the sound made her heart flutter. However, Ava didn’t think much of it. That call prompted her quick response, turning her gaze towards him, eyes sparkling, she immediately ran over, placing the necklace into his hand, excitedly saying, "Quick, put it on me!" She swiftly stood before him, turned her back, and proactively swept her long hair to the front, revealing her slender neck. Today, she wore a form-fitting V-neck half-sleeve knit top, and below, straight-legged casual pants, paired with white canvas shoes. Except for the hairpin on her head, she wore no other adornments. It was very simple and graceful. Visiting elders naturally called for simplicity and elegance, no need for flashiness. Of course, mainly because she liked this comfortable attire as well. At this moment, as she brushed aside her hair, her beautiful shoulder and neck lines were revealed, her collarbone prominent, exuding a slender beauty, very sexy, very alluring. Poe Vaughn held the pearl necklace she’d just handed him, and because she had just touched it, it carried her lingering warmth, burning in his palm. Even her neck, collarbone, fair skin all ignited in his gaze. Poe Vaughn’s throat rolled, his fingers slightly curled, he picked up the pearl necklace to put it on her. Ava didn’t ask him to put on the necklace on a whim; she suddenly thought that wearing it would reassure the elder about their good relationship, and wearing it would mean it belonged to her. Ava laughed gleefully inside, completely oblivious to the hot, scorching breath blowing over her head. Even the fingers that brushed against her skin and slid across her, whether intentional or accidental...