Ava Sterling is always full of energy, once she decides something, she acts on it immediately. Even Quentin Quinn, with his fast-paced thinking, can’t keep up with her. Upon hearing Ava’s words, Quentin was rarely taken aback, then he said, "Let’s not rush." He still wanted to call President Vaughn to ask. Ava looked at the scenery outside the window, they had left downtown and were almost there. If they were to tie someone up, it would be at the hotel, so indeed, there was no rush. However, she didn’t know when Lillian Donovan would arrive. Ava thought about this, picked up her phone to check the time, it was 5:40, and Ava asked, "Is it true that my mom has already been taken by your people and is on her way to the hotel, right?" Quentin responded, "That’s the plan unless something unexpected happens." "So she should arrive later than me, right?" Ava stopped talking, she leaned back against the chair, crossed her legs, folded her arms, and her mind began to whirl rapidly. She needed to think carefully about her performance later. The person in the back seat finally became quiet, Quentin watched Ava’s expression, clearly contemplating something, with a particularly serious look. He picked up his phone, pondered for a moment, then sent a message to President Vaughn. This was the first time he couldn’t guess President Vaughn’s thoughts at all. Meanwhile, in the meeting room. The busy tone could be heard from the phone, that melodious voice was gone, but the vivid image of her speaking clearly appeared in his mind. Poe Vaughn put down the phone, his eyes focusing on the void ahead, the depth in his gaze silently deepened, extremely deep. For the first time, he wanted to change his mind. The phone vibrated, a message came in. He lowered his gaze, picked up the phone. Quentin: [President Vaughn, the madam just asked if she should be tied up, do I need to do this?] Poe Vaughn looked at this message and immediately saw through Quentin’s thoughts. He wasn’t sure what to do, so he used this excuse to ask him. With a quick movement of his fingertip, he opened the reply and swiftly sent a message back. Quentin held the phone, waiting for Poe Vaughn’s reply, and shortly afterwards, the message came back. He opened it immediately. President Vaughn: [Send the madam to the hotel, don’t worry about anything else.] Seeing this message, Quentin understood. Listen to the madam. ɴᴇᴡ ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀʀᴇ ᴘᴜʙʟɪsʜᴇᴅ ᴏɴ novel fire.net Sending the message, he put down the phone and looked at the building in front. At this moment, the four large characters of The Creston Hotel had already entered his view. The phone vibrated again, Quentin paused slightly, then picked it up. Poe Vaughn sent another message over. He opened it immediately. President Vaughn: [Open an account under Ava’s name and transfer ten billion to her account.] Does President Vaughn think ten billion is ten bucks? This is a bit...too casual... Ava had no idea that Quentin was chatting with Poe Vaughn, and even less did she know that in such a short time, she would have ten billion credited to her account. At this moment, her mind was filled with various TV dramas she watched before, the way actors performed, and she was thinking about how she should act later without appearing fake. She was thinking very seriously, very focused, you could say it was like she was taking an exam, extremely solemn. The car smoothly stopped outside the entrance of The Creston Hotel. Ava’s thought process was interrupted, she looked up ahead and a large fountain pool, along with a grand statue of a Greek goddess at the center came into view. Ava blinked, is this the place? Quentin was sitting in the front seat, still looking at the message sent by Poe Vaughn, unable to react. President Vaughn gives the madam ten billion so casually? He felt it was like a dream, quite unreal. He even had a sense of disbelief that in the future, things that belonged to their President Vaughn would no longer be his, but the madam’s... He felt it was hard to accept. Ava didn’t notice Quentin’s stiffness or shock, since they arrived, she directly opened the car door and got out. By this time, she had already figured out what to do. She was very confident, as if she were walking on a runway, with considerable assurance. Quentin heard the sound of the car door closing, suppressing the emotions in his heart, he put down the phone. He looked at the sunshine outside, bright daylight, he knew clearly that their President Vaughn’s concern for Ava was extraordinary. Opening the car door, Quentin got out. Quentin bent down, extended his hand, very respectful. Ava didn’t notice Quentin’s difference, she uttered a sound, holding her small bag and confidently walked inside. Quentin led Ava into the hotel, got into the elevator, and then went to a room.