Ava Sterling was not in a good mood; no one would be grinning after losing their dignity.
In the model industry, a big melting pot, she had long understood many things, so she could always bounce back quickly no matter what happened.
But for this matter, she needed time to process slowly.
Returning home, she tossed her keys and threw herself onto the sofa, closing her eyes as various thoughts floated in her mind.
Her mind was previously unclear, but now it was clear. With rationality returning, many questions emerged.
Previously, when she was set up, she was sent to the hospital for an allergy and avoided a disaster.
But last night, she wasn’t taken to the hospital, yet she was fine.
Could it be that doing that thing was just like detoxification, and the allergy symptoms automatically improved?
Moreover, when she first woke up, she only saw that person’s legs, not their face.
But judging from the memory of last night, this person should not be ordinary. Especially now recalling, the faint scent of agarwood still seemed to linger at the tip of her nose.
Agarwood, steady, calm, maintaining one’s purity.
A man who uses agarwood, and staying at Crestwood Manor, this person’s identity should not be simple, and moreover...
Ava opened her eyes and looked at the latest Chanel long-sleeve shirt and Dior jeans she was wearing.
These were clothes placed on the bedside table, including the intimate apparel inside, all luxury brands unaffordable to ordinary people.
At first, she thought they were placed there casually and not meant for her, but judging by the size, they were hers and fit perfectly.
One could say they were tailor-made.
After such an event, the other party left without saying anything, without a check, without anyone looking for her, but carefully gave her this set of perfectly fitting luxury brands.
It seemed like last night’s incident had just passed, yet it also seemed like it hadn’t.
The more Ava thought about it, the tighter her brows furrowed. No matter how she thought, she felt something was wrong, but she couldn’t figure out what was wrong.
In frustration, she decided not to think about it, turned to her side, closed her eyes, and tried to fall asleep again.
Just pretend nothing happened last night.
She should live her life as she always did.
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However, she had just closed her eyes and was about to fall asleep when her phone rang.
Ava Sterling furrowed her brow tightly and directly took a pillow to cover her ears, refusing to listen!
But the person calling was persistent as if hastening her life. Without picking up, the phone kept ringing until she did.
Ava wasn’t of good temperament. Tossing the pillow aside, she picked up the phone and said angrily, "Talk! If it’s not a life-and-death matter, I’ll kill you!"
A trembling voice came from the phone. Ava frowned and checked the caller ID.
Her half-sister from the same mother.
Her facial expression improved slightly, and her tone also softened quite a bit, "What’s up, Anya, what happened?"
Once Ava’s tone improved, Anya was no longer that scared, but her voice was still weak, "Sis, you should come to the hospital; mom... mom fainted..."
Ava frowned, unbelieving.
In her memory, her mom was always in good health, not catching even a cold throughout the year.
"Yes, sis... you, you should come back quickly."
The call ended just as Ava was about to ask which hospital it was, and the busy signal beeped.
Furrowing her brows tightly, Ava checked the time, then quickly dialed a number, "Lauren, book me a ticket back to Varden right away, and push all the plans for the next couple of days back."
"What’s happened? Why so urgent?"
"My mom fainted. I need to go back and check; you handle the rest."
The word "ted" was still in her mouth when the call ended. Lauren Howell swallowed the dumpling in her mouth, looking at her phone in confusion.
She remembered the aunt was in great health, speaking with a booming voice; how could she faint?