How could she compensate for it? Could she afford the compensation? This was Ava’s most immediate thought. Indeed, with such an expensive item, even if she wanted to compensate for it, she couldn’t afford it! Her heart started to race, and Ava quickly said, "I still..." Before she could finish her sentence, he turned her around, followed by his deep voice in her ear: "Don’t move." Ava didn’t dare to move. She knew he truly intended to put it on her. How could she dare to move? If any movement broke it, it would indeed be troublesome. So, Ava sat there, as stiff as wood, not moving an inch. Poe Vaughn looked at her thick black hair, watching the hairpin’s trajectory through her strands. After a while, he first inserted the Jade Hairpin into her hair, following the original pin’s path. Once it was in place, he removed the previous hairpin. Her hair remained stable without scattering, and the Jade Hairpin looked even more beautiful in her hair than the previous one did. The jade was elegant, radiant, and lustrous, its beauty timeless, as if the carved magnolias were blooming gracefully. Although Ava dared not move, her senses were exceptionally clear. At this moment, she could feel every one of his movements, particularly the gentle and delicate insertion of the Jade Hairpin into her hair. Somehow, Ava’s heart began to race faster and faster. Something warm spread through her heart, flowing through her entire body, warming her whole being. She asked cautiously with a slight tremor. It seemed that if she spoke too loudly, it would disturb the hairpin. Poe Vaughn’s eyes shifted slightly, the deep shades within them receding back to what they were before: "Mm." Ava’s eyes lit up, and instinctively she wanted to raise her hand to touch it, but remembering something, she quickly withdrew her hand. Her hands intertwined, controlling herself from touching. Her eyelashes fluttered with excitement in her eyes: "Does it look good?" "I want to see it. Take a picture for me, so I can see!" Saying this, she reached for her bag, but then she quickly pulled her hand back, saying swiftly, "Use your phone to take it, I don’t dare to move right now." "Take it with your phone and send it to me later." That deep voice fell into her ears again, perfectly cooperating. Ava smiled, saying directly: "You’re so nice!" Poe Vaughn took out his phone, pausing his actions briefly at her innocent words, then opened the camera and aimed at her hair. The light in the car was bright because the roof light had been kept on all along. And this light clearly illuminated everything in the car, including the light that fell on the jade, silently flowing on it. Poe Vaughn adjusted the angle and took a photo of Ava’s back. In order to look better in the photo, Ava straightened her spine deliberately, like an ancient lady, her hands elegantly overlapped. She must capture it; it’s worth a look. With a click, the scene was frozen in the frame. Ava’s eyes brightened, and she quickly said, "Take a few more, I’ll move slightly, you capture it from different angles." "Even if it looks a bit ugly, it doesn’t matter." Saying this, Ava indeed began to move slightly, somehow becoming unafraid. Poe Vaughn didn’t respond, but he adjusted angles following her movements, pressing the shutter. The shutter sounded occasionally, slow yet rhythmically. Just hearing it made people relax. The driver sat in the front, steadily driving, his ears catching the sounds from behind, casting glances at the two through the rearview mirror, especially at Poe Vaughn; the driver’s heart pounded with amazement. Their President Vaughn, actually taking photos of a woman, even listening to her instructions, whatever she said went. It’s just... unbelievably amazing... Ava gradually let go as she kept having her photos taken, her courage growing, with her movements gradually extending, completely unafraid. Poe Vaughn, looking at her through the lens, didn’t stop her at all, instead said, "Turn around." Upon hearing his words, Ava immediately understood and slowly turned around, smiling at him. Poe Vaughn looked through the lens at her, her brows and eyes slightly curved, a soft smile on her face, a wisp of hair falling from her temple, gently swaying with her breath. He pressed the shutter. In a clear sound, this moment of Ava was captured. The entire way home was filled with activity; Poe Vaughn took many photos of Ava, and after finishing, he handed her his phone automatically. Ava opened each photo to view, one by one; in high resolution, blurry ones, sideways, front, back view; none were unflattering. Her fingers kept tapping the photos, uploading each one to her phone, completely forgetting the hairpin on her head, the bracelet on her hand. Poe Vaughn closed the box and placed it aside, watching the joy on her face, that kind of joy, that kind of fondness. It seemed that, in her eyes, nothing at this moment was more important than what she held in her hands. Once Ava uploaded all the photos, she returned the phone to Poe Vaughn, picked up her own phone to see, completely forgetting to delete the photos just taken. She was too thrilled. So thrilled she didn’t think for a moment. And what she didn’t notice was, the photos she had deleted at the old house returned, lying peacefully in his album, none missing. After more than an hour, the car stopped at the villa, and by now it was nearly eleven o’clock. Ava was still engrossed in flipping through the photos on her phone, not even noticing the car had stopped. Poe Vaughn watched Ava completely immersed and lost in her photos, spoke: "Get out of the car." Ava raised her head reflexively and then realized the car had already stopped outside, with the interior light shining on, lighting up the car brightly. It was really time to get out. Ava immediately grabbed her bag to get out, but then she heard a clear sound. Poe Vaughn’s gaze fell on her wrist. The Jade Bracelet still adorned her wrist, her skin incredibly fair, the jade on her wrist was like an orchid blooming in the snow, remarkably graceful. At this moment, the Jade Bracelet swayed slightly. It resulted from Ava accidentally bumping it while picking up her bag just now. Ava dared not move, her face instantly changing color. Could it be broken? And how did she still have this thing on? Didn’t she remove it? Ava was simply incredulous, that she had worn such an expensive item for so long, entirely unaware... Poe Vaughn, seeing her terrified look, ignored her, picked up the box, and got out of the car. Hearing his movements, Ava quickly raised her head: "Poe Vaughn..."