The black Cullinan stopped outside the main gate, and the driver got out to open the door.
Poe Vaughn got in, and the person who had initially come to greet Poe Vaughn bowed and said, "President Vaughn, rest assured, all the clothes you had your eyes on will be sent to you within a week."
Poe Vaughn made no sound; the response was the sound of the door closing.
Quentin Quinn said, "It’s going to be a busy couple of days for Director Wyatt."
"No trouble at all, it’s what I should be doing."
Quentin Quinn nodded and got into the passenger seat.
Soon, the driver pressed the gas, and the car was about to drive away.
At this moment, a figure suddenly appeared, followed by a loud bang, as the car door slammed shut!
The driver immediately hit the brakes and looked at the person in the back seat.
Quentin Quinn also stopped, looking at the person who suddenly appeared in the back seat—Ava Sterling.
As the car was about to move forward, Ava Sterling swiftly opened the back seat door and got into the car at lightning speed, sitting next to Poe Vaughn.
The atmosphere inside the car was quiet.
Everything around was silent.
All sounds seemed to vanish...
In the back seat, Ava Sterling clutched her chest, breathing heavily, while laughing, "Luckily, I caught up."
"Miss Sterling is trying to stage an accident?"
Beside her, the powerful aura of the person spoke, breaking the dead silence within the car.
She looked at the person beside her; the car lights were off, everything hidden in darkness, just like when she saw him on stage.
The darkness was under his control; he was like the king of the night, ruling over everything between heaven and earth.
For once, Ava Sterling wasn’t intimidated by Poe Vaughn’s powerful aura. Instead, she spoke in surprise, "How could I?"
"I have professional ethics!"
She loved money, but not all money was worth earning.
She was very selective.
Poe Vaughn gazed at the night ahead, deep eyes encompassed by the night outside, covered by the darkness within the car, obscuring the light and shadow inside.
He said nothing further, but his perfect profile, devoid of emotion, clearly conveyed a message to Ava Sterling. ʀᴇᴀᴅ ʟᴀᴛᴇsᴛ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀᴛ Nov3lFɪre.ɴet
Ava Sterling’s alarm went off instantly. She quickly said, "If President Vaughn wants to kick me out, I’ll spill the beans about that night!"
Quentin Quinn silently turned his head, pressing a button.
Suddenly, a partition rose inside the car, isolating the people in the back.
Ava Sterling saw the partition rise abruptly, paused for a moment, then squinted and smiled.
This assistant really had good judgment.
Ava Sterling seemed to have found a life-saving charm, crossing her arms, long legs intertwined, and relaxed her body against the seatback.
Just as if she were sitting in her own car, feeling quite leisurely.
"President Vaughn, I really don’t wish to talk about that night, but you’re too ruthless."
"After all, we’ve shared a bed, isn’t it too harsh to be so cold-blooded and unfeeling?"
Ava Sterling spoke leisurely, her gaze landing on the face beside her, laughing triumphantly.
A business tycoon like him, maintaining such a pristine reputation for so many years, wouldn’t want it ruined overnight, right?
Poe Vaughn’s eyes slightly moved, the darkness within seemed to deepen.
But upon closer look, it seemed like nothing changed.
He flexed his fingers slightly, tapping twice.
Instantly, the driver pressed the gas, and the car slowly drove out of Luna Palace.
Ava Sterling raised her eyebrows, her eyes smiling even more happily.
The higher these tycoons stand, the more cautious they become.
Ha-ha, her billion was waving at her!
Ava Sterling sat there, every cell in her body clamoring for the nearly obtained billion, her blood boiling with excitement she couldn’t contain.
Ha-ha, she simply wanted to laugh out loud!
"I need a wife, Miss Sterling can consider."