Poe Vaughn finished handling all the work documents, his eyes drifting to the time displayed on the computer. He looked at the time, then his gaze fell on the mobile phone placed on the desk. The phone was silent, no calls, no messages, very quiet. His fingertip gently tapped, then he leaned back, elbows resting on the armrest, fingers slightly clasped, supporting his forehead, looking at the phone. His gaze remained unmoving, deep as usual, like the boundless sea, calm and silent. But upon closer inspection, there were undercurrents flowing inside, moving gently. Quentin Quinn entered with the files, the latest ones delivered. He knocked twice as usual, then opened the door directly and walked inside. And as the door opened, he saw the person sitting in the office chair, rare not looking at files or the computer but at the phone on the desk... Clearly startled, he even paused his steps, surprised to see the person sitting in the office chair, staring intently at the phone with a deep gaze. He truly had never seen President Vaughn this way, it was as if he had become another person. He even thought he was hallucinating. Poe Vaughn felt the gaze on him, unmoving for a long time, he raised his eyes and looked over. Instantly, Quentin’s heart trembled, he quickly lowered his head and walked over briskly: "President Vaughn, this is the plan document sent from South Africa." Quentin reached the desk and placed the file in front of Poe Vaughn. Poe Vaughn looked at Quentin, who was completely avoiding eye contact, very nervous. He put down his hand, sat up straight, took the file and opened it. Quentin heard the sound of Poe Vaughn flipping through the file, and his heart slightly relaxed. Even though he had not raised his head, he could clearly feel the gaze from President Vaughn on him, heavy with pressure, making him very fearful. President Vaughn’s presence was something no one could withstand. Poe Vaughn finished reading the file and spoke: "Follow this plan." Quentin took the file and left, but then Poe Vaughn spoke: "Wait." Quentin’s heart tightened, he hurriedly stopped his steps, but turned around a bit slowly. He was a bit afraid of the sudden "wait" from President Vaughn. Poe Vaughn’s fingertip tapped on the table lightly, he watched Quentin as before, revealing no emotion. Quentin kept his head down, being watched by Poe Vaughn, not daring to take a deep breath. He didn’t know what President Vaughn wanted to say, feeling very uneasy at this moment. Poe Vaughn watched Quentin, contemplation in his eyes, while his fingertip continued tapping on the table, not stopping. "What do women like." Suddenly, Poe Vaughn’s words entered Quentin’s ears, Quentin was startled, raised his head: "Ah?" He instinctively uttered this sound, but upon meeting Poe Vaughn’s deep and boundless eyes, Quentin recovered, immediately composed himself, and said: "There are many things women like." "Flowers, gifts, romance, trips, movies, these are all liked." Although Quentin was quite nervous about Poe Vaughn’s unusual behavior, he relaxed as soon as Poe Vaughn asked this question. Official source is noᴠelfire.net President Vaughn was thinking about Ava. Thinking about women, then there’s no need to worry. Especially now, President Vaughn seemed to be in a decent mood. Quentin finished speaking and didn’t wait for Poe Vaughn to say anything and continued: "Things that couples often do are watching movies, going out together, especially what girlfriends like, boyfriends will accommodate, girlfriends will be particularly happy." "Just like with Ava’s personality..." Quentin conjured up an image of Ava’s carefree and easygoing smile, his brows furrowed. Poe Vaughn heard Quentin’s pause and his finger tapping on the table stopped. His gaze focused on Quentin standing in front of the desk, his expression differing from before. He knew, her personality was not like the average woman. The usual things that women liked, she might not like. He wanted to hear Quentin’s thoughts. With Quentin’s pause, the atmosphere in the office changed, becoming very quiet, no sound coming out. However, Quentin was no longer afraid, he thought briefly, then met Poe Vaughn’s intensified gaze and said: "Ava’s personality is different from other girls, we must see what Ava likes, then act according to her preferences." Poe Vaughn’s eyes slightly moved, contemplating again. Quentin noticed Poe Vaughn had obviously listened, he continued: "When researching Ava’s data before, Ava liked traveling and good food, President Vaughn could take Ava to some place to have fun, this is the best way to enhance a relationship." "At the same time, take Ava to eat the food she likes, if she eats what she enjoys, she definitely will be in a good mood." Poe Vaughn’s gaze once again landed on Quentin’s face, and this time, there was no contemplation: "Gather all the good travel spots, delicious foods and places, organize them together." Quentin immediately replied: "Yes!" Not a hint of laughter, anything but serious and solemn. After speaking, he quickly left, personally going to handle this matter. This matter was more important than any collaboration, contract, plan or project. It was urgent, one might say. The door to the president’s office closed, silence spread. Poe Vaughn sat there, his gaze once again falling on the phone, then tap the finger began tapping again. His eyes slightly narrowed, the depth shifting for an instant. Ava had been listening to Lauren Howell, with no stray thoughts, and upon hearing Lauren Howell say the car drove directly to the vicinity of Green Hills Villa without any obstruction, Ava frowned. "What did you say? You all entered directly?" Lauren Howell spoke carefully, monitoring Ava’s expression, as soon as Ava spoke, she stopped her words, then quickly nodded. "Entered directly, no one stopped us." Ava frowned tightly at this. Green Hills Villa is not an ordinary place, not just anyone can enter. Lauren Howell and them, in an utterly ordinary taxi, how could they get into such a place? Ava didn’t believe it, looked at Lauren Howell again: "Are you sure? No obstruction whatsoever?" After speaking, without waiting for Lauren Howell to respond, Ava pointed at her, eyes turning cold: "Think about the question before answering." Lauren Howell was about to reply quickly, but seeing Ava’s expression, she carefully recalled, replaying the scene numerous times, and confirmed no obstruction, she said again: "No." Ava didn’t speak further. She pressed her lips tightly, looking at Lauren Howell’s sincere demeanor, began pondering. How could there be no obstruction? Unless it was a direct pass-through. If it was a direct pass-through, then it meant they knew someone was following and intentionally allowed the car to enter. Ava’s heart tightened, then her thoughts instantly cleared, and all the chaotic threads were sorted out in a moment. She smiled, understood! It was that person who let the car in. The driver was a family driver, obeying that person, the driver must have noticed Lauren Howell and them, and called that person, who then instructed to let them pass, to see who was following. And upon knowing it was Lauren Howell, he wasn’t worried at all. After all, a little girl like Lauren Howell, he could handle in minutes. Ava laughed, no wonder he didn’t call her or cause her trouble. This matter wasn’t a concern at all. Ava suddenly envisioned Sharon Sheridan’s kind face, Ava immediately felt tight inside, then became unstable. She didn’t care about anything else, she directly took out her phone and dialed! Made a call to that person!