"Give me the photos." Ava Sterling was reviewing the photos to see which ones didn’t turn out well and delete them, but she found that every single one looked great, and she didn’t want to delete any. She was very satisfied. The low-pitched command fell into her ears, and Ava tensed up and immediately looked up, "Give you the photos? Why should I give them to you?" She took them; they’re in her phone, so why should she give them to him? Could it be, he wants her to delete them? With that thought, Ava immediately hugged her phone to her chest, saying vigilantly, "This is my phone, and the photos are in my phone, not yours. You can’t just forcibly delete them." "What you’re doing isn’t right." The blatant resistance and rejection, with a face full of wariness and caution, looked at him as if he were an enemy trying to steal her treasure. Poe Vaughn listened to Ava’s words and lowered his gaze to look at her, seeing in her eyes the look of someone watching an enemy. He opened his mouth, "Send them to me." Ava’s eyelashes fluttered, and she immediately said, "Send them to you?" The suspicion and caution in her heart slightly relaxed; if she sent them to him, then the photos would still be on her phone? But? Why send them to him? What does he want with these photos? Ava squinted her eyes, a new doubt forming in her mind. She felt that Poe Vaughn definitely wanted to do something, otherwise, he wouldn’t say this. She needed to be careful. Poe Vaughn looked at this person who was completely suspicious of him. He lifted his eyes, his expression indifferent, "You don’t have to send them." Ava’s heart tightened, and she furrowed her brow. If Poe Vaughn really forced her to send them, she wouldn’t be able to say anything; even though she was anxious, she would have to send them. But now, he unexpectedly wasn’t forcing her to send them, which Ava found hard to accept. "I don’t have to send them?" She was very skeptical, thinking she had misheard, that this person wasn’t forcing her to send them. The two had already walked to the outside of the door, stopping in their tracks. Ava’s suspicious words fell into his ears, as if he was about to do something. He lowered his eyes, gazing at Ava, remaining silent. To Ava, Poe Vaughn being silent was more frightening than speaking. Looking at those eyes fixed on her, with their boundless dark hue, Ava felt she had better not ask or say anything. If he wants them sent, they’ll be sent. Whatever he says goes. Even if he asked her to delete the photos, it wouldn’t matter; she could always recover them, and he’d never know. Thinking of this, Ava suddenly gave Poe Vaughn a bright smile and immediately said, "I’ll send them! I’ll send them right now!" Saying this, she opened his contact page and immediately sent over the photos she had just taken. Poe Vaughn watched as she selected every single photo without missing one and clicked send. Quickly, his phone vibrated buzzing in his pocket. He said, "Open the door." His eyes shifting, he wasn’t in a rush to look. Ava sent the photos to Poe Vaughn and was about to tell him they were all sent, but she didn’t have time to speak before his voice reached her ears. She immediately looked up, "Are we there?" Ava looked at the door in front of her; indeed, they had arrived. She immediately entered the password, and while entering it, she said to Poe Vaughn, "The password is 378921." "Whenever you want to come here, just enter this password." Poe Vaughn wasn’t an outsider. He was a big shot who even let her live in the Qingshan Villa, so she had no reason to be stingy with her small apartment. So, telling him the password meant he could come in directly anytime he wanted to in the future. As Ava spoke, the door made a ding, and she opened it and went in. As she entered, she continued, "I’ll also give you the key fob for the apartment and the main gate shortly, so it’ll be more convenient for you to come here in the future." While speaking, Ava changed her shoes, put down her bag, and went to the coffee table to get the key fob. There were several key fobs, and she took out one and directly handed it to Poe Vaughn, "Here, this is for you." Poe Vaughn also changed into slippers and brought his things to the coffee table. He looked at the green key fob in front of him and took it. Ava immediately smiled, "Alright then, you watch TV on your own while I tidy up things." Saying that, Ava placed her phone on the coffee table and took out the things from the bag, especially the towels and bath towels Poe Vaughn needed tonight. She directly took them out, cut off the tags, and then tossed them into the washing machine to be washed, disinfected, and dried, so he could use them tonight. The most update n0vels are published on NoveI-Fire.ɴet This person, he was particular about things. Ava Sterling really hadn’t served a man this attentively before, but because Poe Vaughn was a big client, she gave it her all. After all, big clients are generous too. Ava was bustling back and forth between the living room and the laundry room, moving things to the washroom to wash and arrange, busy on her own. Poe Vaughn stood there, looking at the key fob in his hand, then put it in his pocket. After that, he watched Ava moving back and forth, then followed her to the washroom. Items purchased needed to be washed and disinfected before use. Ava was washing by the sink, and outside the door, that tall figure came in. Ava saw him and said, "Do you need to use the restroom?" Without waiting for Poe Vaughn to speak, she said, "Then you go first; I’ll go to the kitchen to boil these cups for disinfection." With that, she took the rinsing cup and left. This was a special cup bought for Poe Vaughn, made of porcelain, high quality, costing a few hundred bucks each. Poe Vaughn stood there, watching her just walk past him without pausing. He watched her figure intently, and a few moments later, he followed her out and sat on the sofa, picking up the remote to turn on the TV. Quickly, the voices on the TV came out, filling the living room, making the home lively. At this moment, the whole city was lit up, every household turning on their lights, with families easing back home after a day’s work. Some played with their children, some watched TV, and some argued over trivial matters. The entire city was enveloped in a thick sense of life’s fireworks, real and warm. Poe Vaughn sat on the sofa, watching TV, listening to the characters’ voices from within, the noise from outside the window, the sounds of traffic, car horns honking; hearing the kitchen where the water boiled, rumbling and steaming. As the cup was placed in for boiling, the cup and pot gently clanked together. All these sounds fell distinctly into Poe Vaughn’s ears, like the stretching trees of the morning, the swaying flowers, the birds chirping on the branches, all vividly reaching his heart. At this moment, a warm stream arose in his heart, spreading finely throughout his body, enveloping him. He felt an unprecedented sense of peace and solidity.