The room was a presidential suite, fully equipped with a living room, sofa, coffee table, bar, wine cabinet, and even a swimming pool. Everything one could need. It was opulent, unmistakably the style of the wealthy at first glance. Currently, there were four people in black suits standing in the room like bodyguards. Two were at the entrance, one was standing by each side of the floor-to-ceiling window, and then there was a man in a black suit standing in the middle of the window on the phone. At first glance, this man was the leader among them. Hearing a sound, he turned around and said to the person on the phone, "I understand." He hung up the phone, came over to Ava, and bowed slightly, "Madam." Ava raised an eyebrow, looking at the man’s unfamiliar face, meeting him for the first time, having never seen him before. But clearly, this person was one of Poe Vaughn’s people; otherwise, he wouldn’t address her this way. However, there was no need for him to. She was just a fake Mrs. Vaughn, he needn’t address her so respectfully. He should have coordinated with Quentin Quinn to get the job done. Nonetheless, Ava thought so but didn’t say anything. With an aloof acknowledgment, she placed her bag on the sofa and looked around. After addressing Ava, the man bowed to Quentin Quinn as well. Quentin Quinn said, "Step outside." Soon enough, the two of them stepped out. Ava paid them no mind, wandering around the suite, imagining the scene where Poe Vaughn’s people would grab her later, forcing her to repay the debt, and unable to do so, she would have Lillian Donovan pay instead. Gradually, Ava chuckled. "Madam, I’ll not be appearing later. William Wyatt will handle everything here," Quentin Quinn said respectfully after some time, entering behind Ava. Ava raised an eyebrow, realizing that Quentin Quinn would not appear, meaning the entirely unfamiliar face would handle it. Ava’s heart stirred slightly, understanding. Quentin Quinn was, after all, an assistant at Celestial Holdings, someone by Poe Vaughn’s side, not suitable to handle this kind of fake matter. It was more appropriate for someone entirely unfamiliar to handle it. After all, it was all sham. Ava curved her lips, "Alright, I’ll communicate with him." Ava looked at the extremely respectful person standing behind Quentin Quinn. Quentin Quinn mentioned the person was named William Wyatt. Hmm, the name wasn’t bad. Quentin Quinn nodded, "Alright, I’ll wait for you in the car once everything is done." "No worries, go ahead with your work, you don’t need to worry about things here." Quentin Quinn nodded and turned to leave. With her arms crossed, Ava approached William Wyatt and directly spoke, "Tell me everything President Vaughn instructed you." The flight from Varden to Aurelia wasn’t that long, and the plane landed at the airport a little past five. Lillian Donovan disembarked, exiting the airport directly, heading to Ava’s company. She knew where Ava’s company was, and was very clear on that. As well as where Ava lived. Even if she didn’t, it didn’t matter, as long as she told the media, or stood directly on the street saying she was Ava’s mother, Ava would have to show up. After all these years, every time she came, she did it . Ava couldn’t do anything about her. No way, since she was her mother after all. Lillian Donovan got off the plane like a victorious rooster, filled with fighting spirit and immense pride. Her anger had subsided quite a bit, her face brimming with certain victory. For original chapters go to NoveI-Fire.ɴet In actuality, she hadn’t planned to come to Aurelia this time, not at all. She made that phone call to Ava lightly, wanting simply to ask something. Initially, she hadn’t planned on asking, especially after being told by Jace Kingsley not to bother Ava, to come to him if any issues arose. Naturally, she didn’t cause any trouble for Ava. As long as Ava was well with Jace Kingsley, all was good. Everything would be happy and delightful. And today, Jace had people bring her many items, asking about her health, reminding her to take care and call him anytime if needed, not to bother Ava. His reminders were consistent and polite. She was extremely satisfied, absolutely satisfied with this son-in-law. In her mind, Ava, that wretched girl, was really lucky to have found such a rich, polite son-in-law who respected her as a mother-in-law. So, in her high spirits, she thought to call Ava to ask, then remind her to get along well with Jace and strive to marry soon and have children. After all, within wealthy families, she knows, offspring are paramount. Such a good son-in-law must be kept tightly, not given to others. Where she expected it, as soon as she started talking, Ava blew up in anger, igniting her rage. That wretched girl, having not been bothered by her for a while, was now getting ahead of herself. She probably didn’t even remember her own name, so in her anger, Lillian Donovan rushed straight to Aurelia. Determined to make Ava suffer, letting her clearly know how Lillian Donovan related to her! Lillian was very clear about the purpose of her trip to Aurelia, and based on past incidents where Ava couldn’t do anything, she was extremely confident that she could once again handle Ava and make her obediently listen. Marry Jace Kingsley, and then have children. Lillian, thinking of this, was walking with her eyes looking to the skies, not looking at the people in the airport. She walked as if she were the most powerful in the world. No way, within Lillian, Jace was already her son-in-law. Once Ava married Jace Kingsley, she would become the mother-in-law of the Omnisphere Group. It’s a large company, thousands of people, everyone would have to respectfully call her Mrs. Donovan. Thinking of that scenario, Lillian couldn’t stop smiling. With such fantasies, Lillian walked into the airport hall, ready to head outside. But at that moment, a man in a black suit appeared before her, blocking her path. Lillian was startled, looking at the imposing figure who appeared before her, "Who... who are you?" The bodyguard was very tall, taller than Lillian by more than a head. He wore a black suit, his face was cold, and like an emotionless machine, he was there to meet Lillian, acting solely on orders. "Miss Sterling asked me to pick you up." Ava, that wretched girl? Lillian’s fear instantly disappeared. She glanced over the man, his face breaking into a smile. This person surely was one of Jace Kingsley’s people, naturally, as Ava was with Jace, it was expected she would have bodyguards. Wasn’t it shown on TV that the wealthy always had bodyguards around them? With that thought, Lillian felt proud. Jace had bodyguards, so now Ava had bodyguards as well, with a whole entourage whenever she stepped out, that was grandeur. Feeling appropriately delighted, Lillian indeed was, but soon enough, her face sank. Ava Sterling, finding a rich partner, indulging in luxuries, had truly forgotten about her mother. Such an ungrateful person, always since a child! Why did Lillian Donovan give birth to such an ungrateful child! The more she thought, the angrier Lillian got, her expression darkening. Tilting her chin up, she glanced sideways at the man, "Where is Ava Sterling?"