Ava Sterling returned to the Qingshan Villa and rolled around on her new bed, planning in her head how to meet Poe Vaughn’s grandmother, what needed to be done, and what details to consider. She wondered about the things they would encounter living together in the future. And with these thoughts, she fell asleep. Falling asleep with excitement and anticipation feels like pure happiness and satisfaction. However, she forgot one thing. She is going to Milan tomorrow. The phone vibrated, and the ringtone kept ringing in Ava’s ears. Annoyed, she pulled the blanket over her face and continued to sleep. But the phone kept vibrating, seemingly not stopping until she answered. Frustrated, Ava threw off the blanket, reached under the pillow to grab the phone, and answered the call. However, before she could speak, Lauren Howell’s anxious voice came through: "Ava, why aren’t you home?" Ava’s eyes snapped open, and the next moment she sat up, looking at the sky outside. The curtains in the bedroom were almost closed, leaving only a slit that let in a bit of light. From that light, she clearly realized the situation. "We’re going to Milan this afternoon, where are you?" Lauren Howell’s words clearly told Ava Sterling the current situation. Looking at that beam of light, Ava cursed, grabbed her hair, and quickly said, "I’ll call you back in a bit." Updates are released by novel(ꜰ)ire.net After swiftly hanging up, she immediately got out of bed and went to the bathroom to freshen up. She forgot, today she needed to go to Milan, and tomorrow was the KOKO show. Lauren Howell had already booked the flight tickets for this afternoon, just past two o’clock. This time was specifically chosen to allow her to rest well. Because of last night’s shoot, she couldn’t have gone to bed early. Now that Lauren Howell called her, it was obviously already noon. But she was overly excited last night; she didn’t even know when she fell asleep. Ava quickly got ready in just ten minutes, grabbed her suitcase, and went downstairs. Wei, the housekeeper, hadn’t come to wake Ava up. She knew young people’s schedules were different from older people’s, especially since Ava came back very late last night. It was impossible for her to wake up so early today. Nevertheless, to prevent Ava from getting hungry, she prepared breakfast and kept it warm. But since Ava didn’t wake up and slept until noon, she started making lunch. She guessed Ava would wake up to eat lunch. Just as lunch was ready, she heard the sound of footsteps coming. Wei smiled, wiped her hands with an apron, and came out. She wanted to tell Ava that lunch was ready, and she could eat. But unexpectedly, as soon as she came out, she saw Ava hurriedly coming downstairs with her suitcase. Wei was stunned: "Ma’am, you are...?" Mr. just left, and now ma’am is leaving too, this... Upon hearing Wei’s voice, Ava didn’t stop: "Sister Wei, I’m going on a business trip for a few days, so you don’t need to cook for me these days." Wei felt relieved hearing Ava’s words: "So it’s a business trip." "Are you in a hurry, ma’am?" "If you’re not in a rush, have some lunch before you go." "I just finished making lunch." Wei was concerned about Ava’s health. Ava had initially planned to go straight to the airport since it was already past noon. It takes about an hour from here to the airport, and there wasn’t much time. "Yes, it’s just done." If Wei hadn’t finished cooking, it would be fine, but since it’s done, it would be a waste not to eat at least some. Ava said: "Alright, I’ll eat now!" After sending a message to Lauren telling her to meet at the airport, Ava left her suitcase at the entrance and helped Wei bring the dishes, sitting down for lunch. Normally, Ava eats slowly; if she has enough time, she eats as leisurely as she can. But not now, she picked up her chopsticks and bowl and ate quickly. Wei knew she was in a hurry and didn’t say anything, just poured soup for her. Ava finished the meal in a few bites, drank the soup, and headed to the car with her luggage: "Sister Wei, I’m leaving now." "Call me if you need anything." The car roared out of the villa and disappeared quickly from view. Wei watched the hurried person leave, a smile on her face. Mr. is on a business trip for a few days, and now ma’am is too. Maybe they’ll come back together. Ava drove very fast, and luckily, there was no traffic, and she even found the road to the airport was wide open, not congested, and seemed shorter. Shortly after one, Ava arrived at the airport. Lauren was already waiting at the entrance with her suitcase. Upon seeing Ava, she was surprised: "You... you..." Lauren pointed at Ava’s suitcase, trying to ask what was going on, but couldn’t voice it. Indeed, seeing Ava appear with her suitcase was completely unexpected for her. Seeing Lauren’s gaze, Ava realized she was holding her luggage, and Lauren had luggage too. And Lauren had two suitcases, one for herself and one for Ava. It meant Lauren went to her place, packed her luggage, and brought it. Their luggage overlapped. Ava’s mind worked quickly, and she coldly said, "Let’s go in." Not explaining is the best explanation! Lauren immediately looked at Ava’s expression, still cold. Obviously, last night’s matter wasn’t over. Although she had anticipated it, Lauren’s heart still trembled upon seeing Ava’s demeanor. Cautiously following. Not daring to ask her what happened or why she packed her luggage herself. Hearing the footsteps behind her, Ava felt relieved. Nearly giving Lauren a hint of something. They didn’t dare delay, quickly passing through security and boarding the plane. A little past two, the plane took off on time, flying to Milan. At this time, at the Milan Airport. The sky was bright and cloudless. An airplane landed smoothly at the airport. In the VIP passage, a person in a light gray suit, exuding refinement, walked out. He held a phone, his gaze looking ahead, with handsome features and graceful demeanor naturally drawing attention. He moved forward, followed by someone carrying a suitcase, who didn’t look like a typical assistant but a bodyguard. And not just any ordinary bodyguard. For this person was tall, robust, with a long, deep scar from brow to nose and face, coupled with a pair of cold eyes, making him intimidating at first glance. Walking behind Jace Kingsley, people parted automatically, not daring to approach. The car had already been parked outside the airport; the driver got out and opened the car door, Jace got in. The person followed, putting the luggage in the trunk, sat in the front seat, and swiftly the car drove away. Jace sat in the car, glanced at his watch, then smiled. She should be on her way to Milan now.