Ava Sterling had no idea about any of this; she just felt she had eaten too much and that walking for an hour wouldn’t be enough, fearing she might need two. So she asked Poe Vaughn if there was any place for climbing a mountain, somewhere she could quickly burn off what was in her stomach. Poe didn’t mind her being particular and took her to a sloped roadway to enjoy the night views. The area around The Vaughn Residence was full of beautiful scenery. Ava Sterling had noticed this on her first visit; the roads were flanked with lush green trees, each stretch a unique view. There were mountains, waters, trees, and flowers to see, with every view meticulously crafted. Even amidst the thick night, these sceneries had a unique charm. Ava Sterling walked uphill along the road, sweating but feeling significantly lighter. The slope seemed quite high because from either side’s view, distant lights could be seen, and these lights were even below them. This is great, like climbing a mountain; the higher you climb, the more the previous scenery falls below, giving a sense of overlooking everything. Perhaps, upon reaching the top, you can see the entire Aurelia. Thinking this, Ava quickened her pace, and finally, breathless, she reached the top where a pavilion stood, witnessing the entire Aurelia. Indeed, the entire city, submerged in a sea of lights under the night sky... Ava Sterling was stunned. Skyscrapers stood in rows, surrounded by lights, each piece like starlight permeating across the entire Aurelia. A crescent moon hung in the sky while countless lights spread below, from her viewpoint, resembling a golden ocean birthing magnificent buildings, boundless. A feeling of indescribable awe. Poe Vaughn followed her into the pavilion, standing by her side, together watching the vast mountains and rivers and splendid lights. Ava was shocked for a while before coming back to her senses; she immediately reached into her pocket to pull out her phone and capture this breathtaking scene. This moment had to be preserved, or it would be regrettable forever. Only, she reached and found nothing. The pocket was empty. Ava Sterling was dumbfounded, where was her phone? This update is available on nοvelfire.net A sudden flash of memory made her realize; her phone was charging, she hadn’t brought it. Ugh... What was with her memory? Ava paused for a few seconds, then looked at the person beside her: "Did you bring your phone?" Whether playing chess with this person had fostered feelings or something else, she was now entirely fearless around him, lacking any fear or dread. Thinking aloud, acting freely, not treating him as a big shot, much less a deity. Poe turned his gaze, looking at her glowing eyes in the night: "Yes." "Quickly, give it to me, I want to take pictures!" Ava was straightforward, immediately demanding as if whatever she said, he would agree, showing no concern about being refused. Poe, observing her urgency, pulled out his phone, unlocked it, and handed it to her. Ava quickly grabbed the phone, opened the camera, and started capturing the view. Having modeled for ten years, she naturally knew how to capture well. Tweaking the phone settings, stepping back, finding angles, she fumbled with it. Poe stood there, leaving her to it, continuing to enjoy the scenery, soon hearing continuous shutter sounds from behind. His eyes moved slightly, and he turned around. Ava immediately pressed the shutter rapidly. Another click; he and the beautiful scenery behind him were captured together. Nice, nice; beauty and splendid sights, all included. Looking at the person in the lens, the deep eyes accurately meeting hers. Ava was completely calm, not even blinking, exhibiting extraordinary composure. "Nice, nice; such a beautiful view." "I want to send them all to my phone, save every single one!" As she spoke, she picked up the phone and quickly operated it as if it were her own, not at all unfamiliar. Her earlier candid shots seemed nonexistent, as if she captured only the view, not him. Poe looked at the unraveled, unashamed woman, yet her eyes couldn’t hide excitement and joy, revealing her inner thoughts. What she did, he saw clearly. He didn’t say anything, turning away, continuing to gaze at the city beneath the night. And at this moment, his eyes moved deeply. The abyss inside grew darker, more profound. Ava sent all the photos via messages to her phone and then deleted the ones just taken. Of course, they were meant to be deleted, so without his instruction, she did it for him. Look how considerate and good she was. Not a single picture remained, Ava was satisfied. However, recalling something, her eyes flickered, she hurried forward, thrusting the phone into Poe’s hand, stood before him, lifting her chin: "Stand a bit further, take a few shots for me." Such direct orders, as casually as speaking to Lauren Howell, showing no hesitation or unfamiliarity. Poe’s palm now held the phone she just used, carrying her warmth, and upon detailed sensing, a faint fragrance coiled around his fingertips, reaching deep into his heart. He picked up the phone, opened the camera, aiming the lens at her. Ava frowned, how do you shoot from this close? She opened her mouth and directly said: "This close, you can’t capture well, only my—" A crisp sound interrupted, Ava froze, the word ’face’ stuck in her throat. Did he take a picture of her face? No, she didn’t want him to capture her alone; she wanted to be captured together with the scenery behind — that would be stunning! Quickly stepping forward, Ava grasped Poe’s hand, holding the phone together, directing it towards the city bathed in light: "Look, isn’t this view beautiful? So lovely, right? But I already captured it, no need to shoot it again, I want you to capture me with this view, the person can be enlarged, the scenery shrunk, or vice versa, ." Ava leaned against him, her finger demonstrating various ways on the screen, teaching Poe how to shoot. Such a prominent figure naturally couldn’t grasp photography techniques; she quite understood, so she taught him. Yet she didn’t notice, while she focused on the phone, teaching him how to shoot, he watched her, caught by her expressive eyebrows and eyes, her earnestness, concentration, and patience which silently darkened his gaze. After a round of explanations and demonstrations, Ava looked at Poe. Poe turned his eyes, releasing a very low single syllable from his throat: "Mm." Ava was satisfied, confident in his learning capabilities as an elite. Leaving him, she leaned on the pavilion’s railing, smiling at him.