Ava Sterling got out of the car. She looked at the two people tugging at the entrance, especially at Silas Donovan holding onto the teacher with relentless perseverance. Ava Sterling spoke up, "Director Donovan." The most update n0vels are published on n0velfire.net Her clear and pleasant voice reached Silas Donovan’s ears, and he paused, then quickly looked over. In an instant, his eyes lit up, and he pointed at Ava Sterling, saying to the teacher, "She’s here, she’s here!" The teacher followed the voice, frowned, and looked Ava Sterling up and down with displeasure. Ava Sterling was wearing an outfit, the top being a fitted short-sleeve and cropped shirt, and the pants reached the ankles, loose and wide-legged, which was what she liked to wear most often. Wearing this, she appeared tall and classy, embodying a minimalist style that was refreshing to the eyes. Of course, the main draw was still her face and her ten-year supermodel aura. Both were indispensable. Standing under the sunlight, her long hair was pinned up with a hairpin, and her eyes slightly squinted, making her quite striking. The surrounding light seemed dimmed in comparison. Ava Sterling greeted them, then walked over, facing the gazes of Silas Donovan and the teacher. She came up to them, and before Silas Donovan could speak, she said to the teacher, "I’m sorry. Because of personal reasons, I made you wait a long time. I apologize." Ava Sterling sincerely apologized, then bowed her head to the teacher, showing earnestness. This version of Ava Sterling, though contrasting with her usual aura, still lessened the teacher’s displeasure quite a bit. Originally, Silas Donovan intended to explain; he didn’t care what Ava Sterling had been doing before, as long as she was here now. But the teacher was different. An explanation and an apology were needed here. He was ready to explain and apologize; it was no big deal for him. Yet, before he could speak, Ava Sterling unexpectedly apologized to the teacher, catching Silas Donovan completely off guard. After all, from what he remembered and from his recent interactions, he had learned that Ava Sterling wasn’t an easy person to talk to. He hadn’t expected her to apologize so proactively and sincerely. The teacher looked at her, able to instantly judge sincerity and seriousness, especially given her experience teaching acting, her eyes like Eyes of Golden Flame. The person before her genuinely felt sorry, not just saying it for form’s sake. The teacher’s expression eased a little, and she said, "It’s okay, does Miss Sterling have time now?" Upon hearing this, Silas Donovan immediately replied, "She has time, she absolutely has time!" "Right, Miss Sterling?" Ava Sterling looked up, meeting the teacher’s professional gaze, nodded, still serious, with a great attitude, "I have time, both this afternoon and evening." "Alright then, if you have time, let’s start as soon as possible." "I have a lot to do, and so does Miss Sterling." This last remark was uncertain whether it was sarcastic, feeling a bit uncomfortable, yet Ava Sterling didn’t show any displeasure and said, "Please, teacher and Director Donovan, follow me." With that, Ava Sterling led the way inside. Silas Donovan quickly urged, "Let’s go, let’s go, Ms. Li, it’s too hot outside, let’s head in quickly." The teacher followed Ava Sterling, and then Silas Donovan. Soon, the three disappeared inside. Meanwhile, in the car parked at the entrance, Poe Vaughn watched as the tall, slender figure disappeared from view. He spoke, "Back to the company." The car slowly drove away, merging into traffic. Poe Vaughn withdrew his gaze and took out his phone, "Find the best acting coach in the entertainment industry now." "Got it, President Vaughn." The call ended, and Poe Vaughn put down the phone, eyes fixed forward, finger tapping lightly on the phone. Ava Sterling led Silas Donovan and the teacher into the house, turned on the air conditioner, and poured water for them. The teacher, not one to talk much, drank some water and then said to begin. Ava Sterling didn’t hesitate. As soon as the teacher said to start, they began, and Silas Donovan sat watching the two, thoroughly satisfied with the scene. He felt that the shooting ahead would go smoothly. Silas Donovan wasn’t one to idle; he didn’t stay long at Ava Sterling’s home. Once everything seemed stable, he left. He’s exceptionally busy. After all, he just got in the car, started the engine, and soon his phone rang. He picked it up, glanced at the caller ID, then answered, "Miss Halloway." "She’s in a session with the teacher now." Saying this, Silas Donovan was incredibly delighted and relieved. Hearing the satisfaction in his voice, Lauren Howell asked, "No issues, right?" "What issues could there be?" "Anything you need, Miss Halloway?" "Oh, I was just checking in. If Ava hadn’t returned, you wouldn’t have had to wait." "No need for that, Miss Sterling keeps her word. She said she’d come, so she’d definitely come. Anything else, Miss Halloway? If not, I have to get busy." "No, Director Donovan, go ahead." The call ended quickly. Silas Donovan tossed the phone aside, stepped on the gas, and drove off in a great mood. Casting, scouting locations, arranging various crew members—he had a lot to do, but it felt good! Finally, his project was about to start filming! Silas Donovan felt quite excited, whereas Lauren Howell didn’t share his sentiment. She was wondering if Ava Sterling was involved with the top brass at Celestial Holdings? She thought she should have a talk with Ava, unsure about the particulars with that executive, but such sudden disappearances should be avoided; otherwise, it could lead to future trouble. Like today, it could leave a bad impression on others, which is not ideal. Thinking about it, Lauren Howell sent Ava Sterling a message. But after sending it, she thought it would be better to visit The Kestrel Apartments personally. This way, while Ava had some time, she could discuss things face-to-face. She believed Ava would understand. With that in mind, Lauren Howell quickly finished her work, grabbed her bag and car keys, and headed downstairs. However, before entering the elevator, she suddenly remembered something. Or, more accurately, someone. Young Master Kingsley. Recently, Young Master Kingsley hadn’t sent messages or called at all; had he completely let it go? Lauren Howell thought so. After all, Ava had clearly severed ties with him, and Young Master Kingsley, being a leader in Omnisphere Group, had formidable wealth. The backing Kingsley Family was a formidable force. It was said they could rival Celestial Holdings. A person like him, being rejected by a woman so decisively, likely wouldn’t pursue anything with Ava. It’s for the best, simplifying everything. Otherwise, she’d carry some guilt. With her mind clear, Lauren Howell stopped overthinking, left the elevator, and drove toward The Kestrel Apartments. Meanwhile, at Silvermist Isles.