Ava watched Sharon Sheridan’s figure gradually grow smaller until she couldn’t see her anymore. Only then did she pull back her hand and sit back in the car. She was in a really good mood, feeling she had done exceptionally well today! Everything was perfect. No worse than those professional actors! The thought of Sharon Sheridan’s satisfied smile today, and her attitude toward her, made Ava feel completely at ease. Unable to restrain herself, she glanced at the person beside her, feeling proud: "How about it, didn’t I impress you?" Her voice had a slight lilt, just like her expression at that moment—exuding confidence and flamboyance. Poe Vaughn leaned back in his seat and shut his eyes after getting into the car. For once, he stopped working. And at this moment, when Ava spoke, he remained motionless. It seemed like he didn’t want to talk to Ava. Seeing this person treat her with such indifference, as if she were invisible, Ava snorted and turned to look at the night view outside. Hmph, he just didn’t want to admit her excellence. This person is really over the top! The deep voice hit her ears like a bucket of ice water being dumped on her. Ava’s face immediately went blank. Is this only the beginning? Ava’s face immediately darkened as she looked at this person, who still appeared aloof and distinguished, as if her happiness was something utterly ridiculous in his eyes. Ava felt a surge of dissatisfaction in her heart. Extremely dissatisfied! Clearly it was fine before, with some human warmth in the old house, not as if he was high and mighty all the time. Yet as soon as they left, he turned his face and didn’t acknowledge anyone! Truly, use and discard, burn bridges after crossing the river! "Just you wait and see. There’s nothing Ava Sterling sets her mind to that she can’t achieve!" Rolling up the car window, Ava crossed her arms and leaned back, closing her eyes. Since she signed that agreement, she was determined to see it through. Just like her profession, she would never drop the ball! Her supermodel professionalism was unmatched! The wind was blocked out, and the sounds from outside were also shut out by the car window. The car became silent. Silent, with not a sound remaining. Poe Vaughn opened his eyes and looked ahead at the night scenery. At this moment, his deep eyes were filled with the night’s view, endless as far as he could see. The car arrived at Qingshan Villa an hour later. As soon as the car stopped, Ava went straight inside, stomped upstairs, and slammed the door shut. Her anger was so intense that the whole villa seemed to tremble. Sister Wei heard the car driving in and came out, intending to ask Ava if she should bring in the duck feathers left outside. Before she could get a word out, Ava stormed past her, quickly went upstairs, and disappeared from sight. Before Sister Wei could react, she heard the door slam. The sound was so loud that it made her shiver. Sister Wei looked upstairs and, before she could think more about it, heard those steady footsteps approaching. Sister Wei looked and bowed: "Sir." Poe Vaughn’s expression and demeanor were as usual, showing no sign of any disturbance. His steps were neither hurried nor slow as he went upstairs, his aura as deep and composed as before, showing no trace of any emotion. It seemed like nothing had happened at all. Sister Wei watched Poe Vaughn disappear from sight, gazed at the empty silence above, and after a moment, went to the courtyard to bring in the duck feathers. Ava had barely entered her bedroom before she began swearing. "You’re only lucky to have found me. Go try finding another woman? They’d drug you and jump into your bed in no time. It’s not like me, keeping professional ethics and totally uninfluenced by male allure!" "..." This content belongs to novel-fire.ɴet No matter how she thought about it, Ava couldn’t suppress her rage. She grabbed her big stuffed doll, used it as a punching bag, and let out her anger before collapsing onto the bed. She used to think he was pitiful, but now, not at all! The pathetic one is her! Being manipulated like an ant for that hundred million. She really wanted to rush to that person and say she had enough. It’s just a hundred million; she could still earn it, even if it takes longer. It’s not just a dime or a dollar. How could she give it up? Ava clung to her doll, rolling painfully on the bed. A knock came at the door. The fuming Ava shouted without thinking: "Who the hell is it!" Sister Wei was startled, as this was the first time someone usually so good-tempered had ever exploded. "Ma’am, it’s me, Sister Wei." Hearing Sister Wei’s voice, Ava’s eyes snapped open. She was seething, flames ready to burst into the sky. Taking deep breaths to calm herself, not to unleash her fury on someone irrelevant. After several deep breaths, Ava got out of bed and opened the door directly: "What is it?" Trying her best to restrain herself, Ava’s face was still quite fearsome. Sister Wei dared not speak as usual with Ava, keeping her head bowed and whispered: "Ma’am, those duck feathers... I brought them in just in case it rains." "Not sure if back needs anything. Please feel free to instruct." "No need, just bringing them in is fine." After asking, Sister Wei left, but Ava said: "Sister Wei, I’m in a bad mood for the next couple of days. Please don’t talk to me." Sister Wei was surprised and quickly nodded when she saw Ava’s extremely restrained expression: "Of course, Ma’am." Ava slammed the door shut. Just then, her phone chimed again. A message had come in. Ava took a deep breath again, calming herself, restraining, staying rational. Ava kept taking deep breaths and grabbed her phone. But when she saw who sent the message, she could no longer control her anger. Just seeing that name made Ava want to throw her phone away. But in the end, gritting her teeth, she opened the message. [Ava, don’t forget about the filming tomorrow at ten in the morning.] A very brief message, indicating Lauren Howell was also cautious not to provoke her. Indeed, in the past couple of days, Lauren hadn’t bothered her at all. Looking at this message, Ava suddenly felt less angry. It’s not worth it with someone like that! Making money is the real deal! With this thought, Ava instantly felt refreshed and no longer angry. She wouldn’t hang herself on one tree! Ava replied to Lauren Howell, tossed her phone aside, and went to the bathroom. Meanwhile, Lauren Howell was just about to put her phone down when Ava’s message replied: [Got it.] In the past couple of days, Lauren hadn’t contacted Ava, knowing her mood was off, and didn’t dare provoke her. But now, seeing the quick reply message, she assumed things were fine now, right? After all, it’s been two days; no matter how big the emotion, it couldn’t last this long. Lauren Howell was relieved. However, as she lowered her phone, something flashed through her mind. It seemed there was something else she needed to tell Ava. But she couldn’t think of it at the moment. She frowned, thought for a bit, but still couldn’t recall. Never mind, it probably wasn’t important. If it was, she surely wouldn’t forget. Ava hadn’t been in the bathroom long when her phone chimed again. This time, however, it wasn’t a message from Lauren Howell. It was from Jace Kingsley.