Ava Sterling clicked her high heels as she walked over and got straight into the car.
Bang, the car door closed.
Quentin Quinn got into the passenger seat and said to the driver, "To The Creston Hotel."
Ava Sterling heard the name of this hotel and raised her eyebrows slightly.
The Creston Hotel is also a property of The Vaughn Family, known by everyone in Aurelia.
However, everyone says The Creston Hotel belongs to Celestial Holdings, since it has the word "Sheng" in it and is said to be associated with The Vaughn Family. If not Poe Vaughn’s, then whose could it be?
Now hearing Quentin Quinn mention this hotel, Ava Sterling felt curious and wanted to know whether this hotel belonged to Poe Vaughn or The Vaughn Family.
Thinking this, she asked, which was typical of Ava Sterling, "Assistant Quinn, does The Creston Hotel belong to Poe Vaughn?"
Quentin Quinn was about to hand Ava the contract when he heard this abrupt question, paused, and then replied, "Mr. Vaughn holds half of the shares."
Ava Sterling was surprised; it wasn’t Poe Vaughn’s after all.
She thought The Creston Hotel was Poe Vaughn’s.
However, if Poe Vaughn holds half of the shares, who holds the other half?
Thinking, Ava Sterling asked, "Then who holds the other half?"
Quentin Quinn hadn’t expected Ava Sterling to be interested in such a hotel today, but since she asked, he answered, "The other half belongs to Young Qing."
Ava Sterling had never heard of them before; this was the first time.
Quentin Quinn said, "He’s President Vaughn’s friend."
Saying this, he handed the contract to Ava, "Madam, have a look."
Upon hearing Quentin Quinn’s words, Ava Sterling understood. It was a hotel opened with a friend, so each holds half.
Ava Sterling wasn’t particularly curious about Poe Vaughn’s friends, as there would come a day when she and Poe Vaughn would part ways, so she didn’t need to know these things unrelated to her.
Soon, Ava Sterling refocused and looked at the contract handed over by Quentin Quinn, frowning, "What’s this?"
She took it and flipped through it, Quentin Quinn said, "President Vaughn asked me to give it to Madam, after Madam looks at it..."
"A lifetime contract?!"
Before Quentin Quinn could finish, Ava Sterling widened her eyes, staring at the first page of the contract, where the three bold black words – "Lifetime Contract" – were prominently displayed.
Is there really a lifetime contract prepared?
Whose lifetime contract could this be? Surely it can’t be Poe Vaughn selling himself to her?
Therefore, it must be her own.
But hadn’t she already signed that agreement, which was essentially selling herself anyway? Now, why make another lifetime contract?
Ava Sterling picked up the contract and pointed at the three bold words to Quentin Quinn, meaning, what’s going on?
Quentin Quinn hadn’t expected Ava Sterling to have such a strong reaction, but when he first learned President Vaughn wanted to draft such a contract, he was shocked too.
Now seeing Ava’s reaction was understandable.
Quentin Quinn said, "Madam, please continue reading."
Ava Sterling felt that Quentin Quinn had sold the suspense well, leaving her unable to refute.
She pursed her lips, gathered all her concentration, and immediately began reading.
Then, gradually, Ava Sterling laughed.
Laughed with immense joy.
Quentin Quinn didn’t know why Ava Sterling was laughing, but seeing her smile gave him a rather uneasy feeling.
It was as if there was a big pit ahead, waiting for Ava Sterling.
Ava Sterling saw it, yet instead of being afraid, she kept moving forward and happily jumped in.
This feeling was truly bizarre.
From Celeste to the hotel took about an hour’s drive, especially since it was during rush hour with traffic jams, and The Creston Hotel was outside the city, in the suburbs.
And during this hour, Ava Sterling finished reading the contract, her face full of smiles, a complete and satisfied smile.
Quentin Quinn sat in the passenger seat, looking through the rearview mirror at Ava’s eyes almost disappearing in her smile, and that eerie feeling grew stronger.
A lifetime contract, and still being able to be so cheerful about it, Madam really... He couldn’t fathom it.
Ava Sterling looked at the contract in her hand, laughing so hard her brows weren’t even brows, her eyes weren’t even eyes, she was immensely joyful.
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Ava Sterling’s lip quirked, picked up her phone, and directly dialed Poe Vaughn.