The summer is intense, and the sun is perfect. Early in the morning, the entire Aurelia was illuminated by the bright sun, a new day has arrived. A pink Porsche stopped steadily in the same spot as yesterday. Ava Sterling got out of the car, carrying a silver purse, walking in high heels, and once again stood firm between the majestic lions. She looked up at the colossal building that seemed to reach the heavens, wrapped in sunlight, it remained so lofty and unattainable, causing one’s heart to tremble. However, she no longer felt the fear and nervousness of yesterday. Instead, she was full of confidence. With a smile, Ava Sterling held her head high, walking gracefully and steadily into the lobby. The receptionists were already at work, as it was half-past eight. And the receptionist today was the same as yesterday, they were stunned when they saw Ava Sterling. Yesterday, they had dug into everything about Ava Sterling from top to bottom. All the online reports about Ava Sterling, the runway shows she walked, the fashion shoots she did, her personal resume, they checked it all. And they were shocked. Because, online, Supermodel Sterling was an unequivocally wicked woman! With a violent temper, she would curse and hit people at the slightest disagreement, arguing with everyone, even reporters, throwing a tantrum whenever things didn’t go her way, she was certainly quite overbearing! She was overbearing but had the clout to back it up! Her shows, were addicting to watch. That steady stage presence, as soon as she stepped on the stage it was "I’m the most beautiful, make way for me," with that powerful aura, precise and steady steps that made people’s blood boil. Yesterday, they watched endless reruns of Ava Sterling’s runway shows. The more they watched, the more captivated they became... One should be furious with this wicked woman, but they were deeply mesmerized by her terrifying stage presence, so much so that they couldn’t see a single flaw. The title of wicked woman became a merit... It’s undeniable, being as unapologetically overbearing as Ava Sterling seems only rightfully hers in this world. As Ava Sterling walked into the hall, her gaze met with the receptionists, she flashed a charming smile, and headed directly to the elevator. Today, she didn’t need to make an appointment at the reception. However, as she walked towards the elevator, a receptionist swiftly came in front of her: "Miss Sterling, please wait a moment." Ava Sterling raised an eyebrow, was she being stopped? The receptionist clearly saw the change in Ava Sterling’s expression, her heart trembled, then she quickly raised the pen and fashion magazine in her hand: "Miss Sterling, could you please sign an autograph for me...?" The receptionist said timidly, not daring to directly look at Ava Sterling. Ava Sterling was surprised, not being stopped, but asked for an autograph? Uh, when did she have this kind of fan? Shouldn’t they be haters? Ava Sterling looked at the magazine, the cover was of her, with eyes of disdain and contempt for everything. Not bad, really not bad. It’s really quite the sight! Ava Sterling felt delighted in an instant, she eagerly took the pen and magazine: "No problem." With a swift stroke, her name was inscribed on the face of the cover. Her handwriting was wild, flowing as one, making the face on the cover appear even more ostentatious to the extreme. Ava Sterling was very satisfied, handing the pen and magazine back to the receptionist: "Done." She was in great spirits, her voice soft as she spoke, causing the receptionist’s eyes to twinkle with stars instantly. "Thank you, Miss Sterling!" Ava Sterling gave a beautiful smile to the receptionist, her slender and tall figure walked into the elevator, disappearing from the receptionist’s view. The receptionist hugged the magazine and pen, watching the elevator doors close, she screamed with excitement. "All the internet stuff is just black!" "Supermodel Sterling is clearly wonderful, isn’t she?" The other receptionist, seeing the magazine in her hands with the signature clear and visible, regretted and envied, said: "I should have gone with you just now." "Hmph, who told you to be timid?" "No worries, when Supermodel Sterling comes down, you can ask her for an autograph again, she will definitely sign it, trust me!" "Quick, quick, quick, post it in the group, everyone doesn’t know Supermodel Sterling has come again!" "Yes, yes, hurry up!" Ava Sterling didn’t know that her appearance once again ignited the excitement of Celestial Group employees that hadn’t faded from yesterday. She was in a great mood, standing in the elevator, she couldn’t help but raise the corners of her mouth, that was a look of delight. With familiarity, she exited the elevator and headed to the CEO’s office. Celestial Group’s work hours are nine to five, standard nine-to-five. But there were already many people at the company. As Ava Sterling exited the elevator, these employees already knew she had arrived, all their eyes fell on her face. It was quite the fervor. Ava Sterling wore a smile, confident and graceful, arriving outside the CEO’s office. The secretary spotted her from a distance, quickly got up to greet her: "Miss Sterling." Ava Sterling smiled at the secretary: "Good morning." "Good... good morning." Her courteous greeting left the secretary very flattered, but she quickly said: "I’ll get the door for you." Ava Sterling’s eyes flashed lightly, then nodded: "Thank you." The secretary opened the door for her, and Ava Sterling went inside. She placed her bag on the sofa, sitting in the same spot as yesterday, the secretary bowed and asked: "What would you like to drink, Miss Sterling?" "Would you like sugar?" "Yes, it’s too painful if it’s bitter, right?" "Haha, you’re right." "Then please wait, I’ll make it for you right away." "It’s no trouble, it’s what I should do." The secretary closed the door and immediately called Quentin Quinn. Last night, Quentin Quinn had called her, instructing her that if Ava Sterling came today, she must receive her warmly, not neglecting her. So, the secretary had arrived at the company early, and upon seeing Ava Sterling, she quickly came to greet her. She hadn’t informed anyone at the company about this. Kidding, her position was not one just anyone could hold. She knew well what to say and what not to say. At this moment, in the Green Hill Villa. Water flowed, the sound coming from the bathroom. ɴᴇᴡ ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀʀᴇ ᴘᴜʙʟɪsʜᴇᴅ ᴏɴ novｅlfire.net The stillness in the bedroom was dissipating. A while later, the water stopped, the bathroom door opened, and a person wearing a bathrobe walked out. The heat collided with the coolness outside, immediately dissipating, revealing the figure shrouded in mist. The firm muscles of the chest, with a hint of sexy barriers, a pair of long legs straight and strong, the skin opened pores after bathing, the body still damp... The door was knocked. Poe Vaughn went to open the door while drying his hair. Quentin Quinn stood outside, looking at this person surrounded by steam, spoke up: "President Vaughn, Miss Sterling is in your office." The wet hair was toweled, shedding quite a bit of water drops, but also appearing disheveled. This dishevelment took away the usual meticulous demeanor, allowing his strong aura to be deeply restrained, even the chiseled features seemed less forbidding. The person before appeared to finally have a human touch, no longer godlike, indifferent and emotionless. "Prepare the contract." He turned back inside while toweling his hair. Quentin Quinn followed: "It was ready last night, don’t worry." Poe Vaughn said no more, entering the dressing room.