Quentin paused slightly, then lowered his head, "Yes."
The door closed in front of him. Quentin took out his phone, checked the time, then sent Ava a message.
It was currently five twenty; at this time, the lady should be resting.
Ava was indeed resting. She had trouble sleeping due to jet lag and had many thoughts on her mind, keeping her awake.
She only fell asleep as dawn approached.
Jace had told her not to rush on the first day and to rest well before starting the shoot.
Therefore, Ava was not worried about work at all.
She slept soundly until late morning, with the bright sun shining on the tourism-rich city.
Ava woke up feeling refreshed, hugged her blanket, and sat up.
She didn’t like drawing the curtains tightly, always leaving a slit for light. At this moment, the light cast everything in the room clearly.
The day had already brightened.
Ava squinted at the light, yawned, then got out of bed barefoot and yanked the curtains open.
Instantly, a large swath of sunlight flooded in, causing her to close her eyes immediately.
Ava raised her hand to block the intense sunlight, and only opened her eyes after she had adjusted.
A smile instantly appeared on her face.
The sky in the Maldives was exceedingly beautiful, like a sanctuary left by God for humans, instantly purifying your heart.
Ava stretched lazily while gazing at the sky, full of energy, ready for washing up.
After finishing her wash-up and changing clothes, having tidily organized everything, she picked up her phone to check the time.
And just as she did, she paused.
There was an unread message on her phone, sent by Quentin.
Why would he send her a message?
In her mind, there flashed a moment of his broad shoulders and solemn face on the plane; she clicked to see the message.
He definitely had something to instruct her about.
Thinking this, the message’s content unfolded in her view: [Madam, there’s a dinner at six tonight at The Pearce Manor, accompanying the sir.]
No one shows up without a reason.
Ava immediately replied with three words: [Got it.]
And then she put down the phone and left the bedroom.
Previously, she had had a strong filter about him, breeding lots of jumbled thoughts. But now that the filter had shattered, she no longer felt that way.
She and he were in a working relationship, so she would do her job and collaborate with what he asked her to do.
She wouldn’t let him down.
Once the collaboration ended, they would have nothing to do with each other.
This was the conclusion she reached after pondering many things the night before.
And, whenever both have the time, they should discuss properly about when the collaboration might end.
Give her a deadline, so she knows where she stands.
After all, he wouldn’t want to be tethered to her forever either.
As for Jace, they would continue being friends, matters of romance could wait until the collaboration with that person ended.
Ava brought her phone and left the room; there was no sign of Lauren anywhere, unsure of where she went.
Ava couldn’t be bothered about her; after all, Lauren wouldn’t go missing.
Her stomach growled loudly. She patted her empty stomach and headed straight out of the hotel.
The hotel was by the sea, with a beach outside; waves occasionally crashed in, producing a soothing sound.
Ava went looking for food, but she didn’t expect to encounter someone who instantly annoyed her.
Under a coconut tree ahead, Joyner was wearing a skimpy bikini, passionately kissing a Western man against the tree.
Originally feeling quite hungry, witnessing this scene made her lose her appetite.
It even seemed like an eyesore to her sight.
Ava turned around and went back inside the hotel, seeking peace away from disruption.
Just then, her phone rang.
Ava picked up her phone; it was a call from Lauren, so she answered directly.
"Ava, where did you go? Why aren’t you in the room?"
"I went out, now I’m in the hotel lobby."
"Oh, I brought food for you, come and eat, then we’ll head to the shoot."
"Young Master Kingsley had something to handle, went out early. He asked me to bring back food for you, see if you’re awake, and if you are, you can eat. He’ll return to the hotel soon and then we’ll go to the shoot together."
"Alright, I’m getting in the elevator now."
Ava hung up the call, got in the elevator, and headed straight upstairs.
It seemed Joyner was still around; she hadn’t expected that. But hopefully, she wouldn’t run into her, otherwise, she might not restrain herself.
She remembered, Joyner still hadn’t compensated her for those makeup products.
The food Jace had Lauren bring back were all Ava’s favorites, and Lauren showered Jace with praise again.
It was so noisy that Ava couldn’t enjoy her meal, and she gave Lauren a look that made her silent instantly.
Half an hour later, Jace called Lauren’s phone to ask whether Ava was awake and if she had eaten.
Ava had just picked up a napkin to wipe her mouth, feeling fully satisfied.
"Just finished eating, I’ll give the phone to Ava."
Lauren handed the phone directly to Ava, blinking with excitement, "Ava, it’s Young Master Kingsley’s call."
Ava tossed the napkin into the trash can, took the phone, "Jace."
A gentle voice came through, Ava stood up, grabbing her bag, "Yes, how about you, have you eaten?"
"Alright, where are you now? Are you at the hotel? I’m heading downstairs now."
"I’m here, right at the hotel entrance."
"Okay, I’m coming down now."
Ava hung up, tossed the phone to Lauren, "Let’s go."
She walked straight out of the room.
Lauren fumbled to catch the phone, then quickly grabbed her bag and followed.
The car was parked at the hotel entrance, it was a black Maybach.
Very understated and elegant.
Jace got out, opened the rear door for her, Ava smiled at him and sat inside gracefully.
Lauren sensibly sat in the front passenger seat, Jace took his seat next to Ava.
Soon, the car merged into the traffic.
Jace noticed Ava looking in good spirits, smiled gently, and handed her a document, "Take a look at this work briefing." Thɪs chapter is updated by NoveIＦire.net
Ava opened it directly to read.
Jace had mentioned it was a tourism project, she hadn’t asked for specifics, and he hadn’t explained much.
But she wasn’t worried, she trusted he would tell her.
Here it was, this document was a detailed introduction of this tourism project, Ava examined it closely, soon understanding the specific scope of the project.
The Maldives consisted of several islands, each known for having a resort. Jace’s project was on one of these islands.
He planned to build hotels, leisure facilities, and all kinds of sea-related tourist activities on the island.
The investment was indeed substantial.
Seeing the details, Ava was shocked because she hadn’t anticipated such magnitude; the investment amounts were in the billions.
For such a project, appointing her as the spokesperson seemed unfit.
Not that the project wasn’t viable, but she herself wasn’t suitable.
Jace kept watching Ava as she looked at the document, focusing intently, his expression as absorbed as hers.
Observing the changes on her face, and how they grew more pronounced towards the end, he subtly moved his gaze and asked, "What’s wrong?"