The atmosphere in the meeting room changed in an instant. All the executives who had been relaxed were now on edge again. Especially after noticing the change in Poe Vaughn’s eyes, everyone held their breath, lowered their heads, and focused intently on the proposal in front of them, motionless. Quentin Quinn included. He also sensed that something was off with Poe Vaughn. Clearly, there was an issue. Poe Vaughn listened to the breathing on the phone, noticeably different from usual, and spoke: "Not feeling well?" Ava Sterling lay on the bed, not wanting to move, her eyes closed, relaxing the tension that had been in her body. The deep voice on the phone sounded much the same as before, yet she could distinctly hear the concern in it after listening closely. Ava Sterling frowned and said with displeasure, "No kidding, I drank so much, how could I not feel sick?" Finishing the sentence, she thought of something, opened her eyes, and sat up: "Right, I need to ask you something." Hearing what she said and getting a definite answer, the air pressure in the meeting room dropped even lower. She wasn’t better yet. "What else did I do last night besides drinking?" Without waiting for Poe Vaughn to answer, Ava Sterling continued: "I’ve been drunk before, but I’ve never taken this long to recover. Did I do anything else I don’t know about?" He was there last night; he must know. Poe Vaughn listened to her words on the phone. Her voice and the breath while speaking, despite the discomfort, were noticeably better than before. He said: "You had a fever." "Huh? A fever? When?" Ava Sterling’s brow furrowed instantly, finding it unbelievable. Ava Sterling was at a loss for words. How could she have a fever? Her health had always been good; she wouldn’t even catch a cold all year round, so why did she suddenly have a fever? Ava Sterling said nothing more but was skeptical of Poe Vaughn’s words. But if she didn’t have a fever, how could her body feel so unwell? Ava Sterling felt that Poe Vaughn might not be lying; it was genuine, she really had a fever. However, she still felt unwell now; could she still have a fever? Thinking about it, Ava Sterling quickly touched her forehead. It was warm, not hot, making her think she didn’t have a fever. So, what was her condition now? Ava Sterling quickly said: "I don’t feel hot when I touch my forehead now, so why am I still not feeling well? Could it be that the aftereffects of both drinking and having a fever are severe together?" Poe Vaughn said nothing more. Ava Sterling did not mind the silence from Poe Vaughn and continued: "Looks like I need to take medicine and see a doctor. This discomfort is really unbearable, so I’d better take medication soon." With that, Ava Sterling hung up the phone, but at this moment, Poe Vaughn spoke: "Where are you now?" Hearing his voice, Ava Sterling picked up the phone again and said: "At home!" "I just woke up not too long ago, tidied myself up, and called you immediately when I realized something was off." After speaking, Ava Sterling remembered something and frowned, saying: "You’re busy right now, right? I won’t disturb you anymore then. Bye!" With that said, Ava Sterling efficiently hung up the phone, grabbed her bag and phone, and headed out. She needed to go to the hospital, quickly. Her philosophy was that if she wasn’t feeling well, she should see a doctor, get an injection if needed, take medicine if required, and definitely get an IV if necessary, never enduring it. She was very aware that nothing in this world was more important than a healthy body. If it came down to choosing between money and health, she’d choose health. Poe Vaughn listened to the busy tone on the phone, then turned to Quentin Quinn after a few moments: "Have the doctor go to her house." As soon as Poe Vaughn spoke those words, Quentin Quinn knew exactly what was happening. It seemed their lady hadn’t recovered yet and President Vaughn was worried. Quentin Quinn left the meeting room with his phone in hand, and Poe Vaughn opened his contact list and dialed Mrs. Wei’s number. In the villa, Mrs. Wei and Mrs. Yu were bringing dishes from the kitchen and setting them on the dining table. Ava Sterling’s condition was very unusual. First, she abruptly hung up her phone, then she said she was just going to wash up and to not bother with her. But she came out quickly, got in the car, and it seemed she was leaving. Unexpectedly, she came back quickly from the car and went upstairs swiftly. She hadn’t come downstairs even now. They had no clue what Ava was doing upstairs, but however they thought about it, they couldn’t feel at ease. Yet, Ava assured them she was fine and said they needn’t worry about her. By now, Mrs. Wei and Mrs. Yu had finished setting up lunch and looked upstairs. Ava Sterling hadn’t come down yet. Mrs. Yu looked toward Sharon Sheridan, who was calmly reading a book on the sofa, showing no sign of worry. Mrs. Yu said to Mrs. Wei: "I’ll go up and take a look." Mrs. Wei nodded immediately: "Alright, I’ll stay down here." Mrs. Yu went upstairs while Mrs. Wei stood in the living room, waiting for Ava Sterling to come down. Just then, her phone rang. Hearing the sound, Sharon Sheridan’s eyes moved under her presbyopic glasses, then she turned her head. Mrs. Wei heard her phone ring, hurriedly took it out, and after seeing the name displayed on it, quickly answered: "Sir." Hearing this, Sharon Sheridan raised an eyebrow. She figured the call wouldn’t be an ordinary one, not expecting it to be from Poe. ʀᴇᴀᴅ ʟᴀᴛᴇsᴛ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀᴛ NoveIＦire.net Sharon Sheridan put her book down and walked over. Mrs. Wei saw Sharon Sheridan approaching, instinctively wanting to speak, but Sharon Sheridan raised her index finger, signaling her to be silent, then gestured at the phone in Mrs. Wei’s hand, pointing a bit, and mouthing silently: "Put it on speaker." Mrs. Wei surprisingly understood Sharon Sheridan’s meaning, nodded quickly, brought down the phone, and pressed the speaker icon. Soon, Poe Vaughn’s voice came through. "The old lady has left?" Sharon Sheridan blinked, and Mrs. Wei looked at Sharon Sheridan for guidance on how to respond. Sharon Sheridan didn’t know what her grandson meant with the call, thought about it, then shook her head at Mrs. Wei, signaling she wasn’t there. Mrs. Wei understood, about to speak, but before she could, Poe Vaughn’s voice came through: "Pass the phone to grandma." Both of them were stunned. The response was too quick; they had only paused for a few seconds. After saying that, Poe Vaughn didn’t speak again, and Mrs. Wei looked at Sharon Sheridan, not knowing what to do. Sharon Sheridan quickly regained her composure, cleared her throat softly, walked over, took the phone from Mrs. Wei, turned off the speaker, and said with a smile: "Poe, what’s up, why did you call Mrs. Wei?" "She’s not feeling well." At these direct words, Sharon Sheridan was momentarily stunned, then her heart tightened, and she quickly asked: "Did Ava just call you?" These two were both quick to react. Poe Vaughn only said this one sentence, and Sharon Sheridan understood. "Yes, I thought you had already left." "How could I? I’m still waiting for Ava to come down for lunch. Ava didn’t have breakfast, nor did she have lunch. She was anxious just now..." Before finishing the sentence, footsteps could be heard from upstairs.