Ava Sterling finished reading the marriage agreement, and she had a good sense of it. The demands were reasonable, not difficult. But if you nitpick, it’s troublesome, just being a stickler. There’s so much fuss, every little thing could be written down. But, who can blame them? He’s the big boss, the client daddy, after all. So, she just had to put up with it. However, luckily, it was clearly stated that as long as she agreed to marry, he would collaborate with Celestial Holdings. Isn’t that exactly what she wanted? But, she had her own demands. Ava closed the agreement and looked at the composed person: "President Vaughn, I have a request." Poe Vaughn’s eyes slightly moved as he looked at her: "What request?" "Shouldn’t we sign a prenuptial agreement?" "I don’t want your assets, and you don’t want mine." "Even though we’re getting married, our assets should remain separate." "You know how our industry is, living off youth, and it’s not easy to make money. Even though Celestial Holdings is huge and you’re privileged, who knows, you might go bankrupt someday?" "If by then you expect me to follow along and eat scraps, that’s not happening." "I’ve never had a good life since I was a child, and now it’s hard for me to have good days, I don’t want it all to ruin in an instant." The air suddenly went quiet. Quentin Quinn looked at Ava Sterling, his eyes unusually wide-open. Is this... something you can say? Is it something you can say in front of President Vaughn? Instinctively, Quentin glanced at Poe Vaughn. At this moment, Poe Vaughn was staring at Ava Sterling, his eyes as still as the momentarily silent president’s office. A frightening silence. Ava Sterling was unaware, meeting Poe Vaughn’s heart-shaking gaze, she smiled, squinting. It was just as the saying goes, fortunes change every thirty years, who can predict the future. She definitely needed to make it clear, this clause must be added. "Miss Sterling doesn’t have to sign." Ava Sterling’s eyes widened momentarily, looking at this indifferent person, incredulous. How did he suddenly become so cold and heartless? Just now, she thought he was quite agreeable. Poe Vaughn placed his coffee on the table and stood up: "One minute." With that, he went behind his desk and opened a document. Ava Sterling sat there, watching as he sat in his executive chair working, her mouth opened and closed, but not a word came out. She was asking for a prenuptial agreement for his own good, didn’t he know that during divorce she could take his assets? Ava Sterling was fuming inside, but that person didn’t even spare her another glance, utterly unfeeling. It’s as if he couldn’t care less if she signed it or not. Oh my, really infuriating! Really wanted to hit him! Ava Sterling’s face showed agony, turning red, blue, and white in turns, truly captivating. Quentin Quinn stood there, looking at the expressionless man, also taken aback. Miss Sterling’s request was reasonable, just... somewhat bluntly put... "Quentin, take the contract away." The merciless voice drifted out, Ava Sterling’s expression changed, she quickly said, "I’ll sign!" "Since President Vaughn isn’t afraid of me taking your assets, what do I have to fear?" "I’ll sign right away, and we can go get our marriage certificate, and it’s just perfect as it’s Friday and the staff is still on duty." With that said, Ava Sterling looked at Quentin Quinn: "Pen." Quentin Quinn looked at Poe Vaughn, Poe Vaughn was signing a document with a pen, entirely ignoring this side. It seemed he’d said all he needed to, Ava Sterling could leave. Ava saw Quentin look at Poe Vaughn, she followed suit and looked at him, seeing him completely ignore her, causing her to grit her teeth angrily and jump to her feet. Click, click, click, the sound of high heels on the sleek marble floor was incredibly loud. As if she wanted to stomp through the floor here! Ava Sterling quickly arrived at the desk, snatched the pen from Poe Vaughn’s hand, and in two swift strokes, her name was strikingly signed on the agreement. The agreement and pen were slammed in front of Poe Vaughn, Ava Sterling leaned forward: "President Vaughn, sign it." Her long hair hung over the agreement, gently swaying with her breath, while a faint delicate fragrance wafted, lingering at Poe Vaughn’s nostrils. The most update n0vels are published on novel✶fire.net Poe Vaughn looked at the strands of hair, the hair was fine, black, and shiny, just like Ava Sterling’s eyes, dark and bright. Poe Vaughn looked at the hasty yet beautiful letters behind the Partner B’s signature, and after a few moments, he picked up the pen and signed his name under Partner A.