Ava looked at Poe Vaughn, her expression extremely serious, not joking. After speaking, she added, "I’ve slept enough, sleeping more is pointless, I’m afraid I’ll disturb you. You sleep, I’ll go for a walk." "This way I won’t disturb you." Poe Vaughn looked at the person whose entire heart was written clearly on her face. After a long time, he spoke: "Where to?" Ava really hadn’t decided where to go, just wanted to go out. But now that he asked, she started to think seriously. He had already arranged for her to take leave, so she didn’t need to go to the company. Lillian Donovan surely had everything arranged, the models hadn’t come to the company either; she might as well treat today as a rest day, take a day off. Go back to the company full of energy tomorrow, this won’t affect teaching. But, if not going to the company, what would she do? Soon, a light flashed in Ava’s mind, she thought of something and immediately sat up: "I want to watch TV!" She’s going to be an actress, she’s going to learn acting. She feels it’s necessary to watch TV properly now and learn how others act. Thinking of it, she acted. Not waiting for Poe Vaughn to respond, Ava quickly got out of bed to grab her bag. As she grabbed her bag, she said, "You rest at the hotel, I’ll go back to The Kestrel Apartments. I’ll watch TV to learn acting, so I won’t disturb you." "Then I’ll come back in the evening." "No need to worry about dinner, I’ll handle it myself." Saying this, Ava put on her shoes, grabbed her bag, and ran outside, eager and impatient. When she reached the door and was about to run out, a deep magnetic voice fell into her ears. Ava instantly stopped, turned her head to look at the person who had somehow sat up from bed. She blinked: "What’s wrong? What is it?" She thought there shouldn’t be anything, right? Ava didn’t expect Poe Vaughn to have any issues, but since the person called her to stop, she stopped. Then she looked like a curious baby at the person sitting on the bed. Poe Vaughn’s eyes focused on the person full of questions standing at the door as if she didn’t think there was anything wrong. Their eyes met, and the atmosphere in the suite quieted down. After a long time, Poe Vaughn still didn’t speak, Ava couldn’t stand the silence, especially as time is money, she didn’t want time to waste, so she couldn’t help but want to speak. But just as she opened her mouth, the person on the bed moved. He got off the bed, went to the wardrobe, undressed and changed, wore a new outfit, approached Ava and put on his shoes. "You... you’re not sleeping?" Looking at the person wearing shoes, Ava really couldn’t hold her curiosity and asked. Poe Vaughn didn’t answer her, instead put on his shoes, embraced her waist, and took her out. Ava instantly widened her eyes, looking at this person with a cold face. Isn’t he tired? Isn’t he going to sleep? He should take a rest, or does he have something to deal with? Ava thought he must have something to deal with, otherwise she’d be tired for him. Getting the answer in her heart, Ava didn’t ask anymore, being embraced by Poe Vaughn into the elevator. Her thoughts quickly returned to the right track, back to her focus on acting. She recalled the television she watched before, then unknowingly remembered yesterday, her attitude, expressions, and acting when facing Lillian Donovan. Then Ava realized a problem. She didn’t use acting yesterday; the moment she saw Lillian Donovan, she forgot about acting, everything was genuine. So, when acting should she also treat the script, the character, the role she plays as her life, as if it’s real? In an instant, Ava’s expression became serious. An actor can act well, making people believe it’s real; surely, it’s by integrating themselves, treating themselves as that person, exposing the proper expressions, emotions like that person, thus making people convinced. Ava squinted, a gleam flashed in her eyes, she quickly took out her phone and dialed Silas Donovan. Poe Vaughn observed the person in his arms, whose expression changed quickly from puzzled, surprised to concentrated seriousness and resolute understanding, as if her thoughts took twists and turns quickly. However, he did not speak, letting her think, letting her ponder, then took her into the elevator, into the car. "The Kestrel Apartments." He spoke, and the driver immediately started the car. Quickly, the car drove out of the hotel entrance along the fountain. At this time, Ava finally left The Creston Hotel. However, she didn’t know, as she was calling Silas Donovan, her expression was serious. "Hello, Miss Sterling." As soon as the call connected, Silas Donovan’s voice came through, Ava immediately said, "Send me your entire script, just the whole story." "Ah? Hurry, I need it urgently!" After saying that Ava was about to hang up, but on the other end, Silas Donovan seemed to know Ava was about to hang up, quickly said, "Wait! Wait!" He spoke quickly at the moment Ava almost pressed the hang-up button. Ava frowned, took back the phone, impatiently said, "What’s the matter?" "Miss Halloway said you were unwell. In your voice, it seems you’re not unwell, Miss Sterling, are you okay now?" Ava’s voice suddenly went hoarse, instinctively, she looked at the person beside her, saw his perfect side jawline, beautifully drawn as if with a single stroke, sharp. Noticing her gaze, his eyes turned towards her, focusing on her. Facing these abyss-like eyes, Ava’s heart skipped a beat, she immediately turned her head and said, "I am unwell, what’s up?" This person surely let Quentin Quinn tell Lauren Howell she was unwell, she indeed wasn’t feeling well. But that discomfort was before, not now. "Uh... really unwell? I somehow feel Miss Sterling isn’t unwell..." Silas Donovan’s doubtful voice came through, Ava directly darkened her face: "Is that what you wanted to say?" "It’s not this matter; it’s something else!" "What is it, say it quickly, I’m busy!" Ava has limited patience, especially when doing something, she hates being interrupted the most. Silas Donovan heard her words, originally wanted to ask what she was busy with, but fearing Ava would hang up before he finished, he quickly said: "It’s , I’ve found a performance teacher for you, originally planned to teach you this noon and evening, but because Miss Halloway told me you’re unwell, I changed the schedule..." "Performance teacher? You found one?" Not waiting for Silas Donovan to finish, Ava quickly interrupted him. At this moment, Ava’s body also straightened up, she was sitting upright properly. Poe Vaughn had been holding Ava, even now his arm was still around her waist. The person in his arms had a significant reaction, her body stiffened, he turned to look at her, then saw her expressions full of excitement and thrill. Silas Donovan clearly heard Ava’s hopeful voice and immediately said, "I’ve found one, I was going to suggest that if Miss Sterling can hold on, just hold on a bit because this teacher is quite amazing, really not easy to schedule, I..." "Let the teacher come to The Kestrel Apartments, I’ll wait for her there." Silas Donovan was stunned by such straightforwardness, quickly reacted, and immediately said: "Okay, I’ll bring the teacher over now." After saying this, Ava immediately hung up. With a teacher coming, a professional teacher, she would have a proper discussion with the teacher. Ava suddenly smiled brightly, smiling extremely happily. 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