Lauren Howell didn’t know what had happened to Ava Sterling, as Ava quickly ran into the RV, and she followed suit.
Seeing Ava run into the RV and pick up her phone, Lauren instinctively asked, "Ava, what’s the matter?"
Before finishing her sentence, Ava quickly turned around and raised her index finger to her lips.
The gesture meant, shut up.
Her face was full of threat.
Lauren immediately clamped her mouth shut, too scared to speak.
Ava didn’t care about anything else, she pushed Lauren out, closed the door, and then listened to the beeping on the phone.
Could they have already arrived?
If so, she was definitely late.
Her heart pounded wildly, Ava was very annoyed, regretting that she hadn’t set the alarm and had forgotten about this!
It really shouldn’t have happened!
As Ava was regretting her actions countless times, the voice of Quentin Quinn came from her phone.
Ava paused and immediately responded, "Assistant Quinn, why are you calling me? Have you arrived?"
"Not yet, madam. I’m calling to let you know we’re on our way to pick you up."
Ava breathed a sigh of relief.
It’s good that they haven’t arrived yet.
"Where are you now, madam? We’re coming over now."
Ava’s mind today was full of Jace Kingsley’s travel project, completely forgetting about the person. She didn’t do it on purpose.
She hadn’t told Jace and Lauren about this matter yet, and she’d have to explain later that she needed to go out.
They probably wouldn’t overthink it.
Even if they did, she wouldn’t explain, as she’d make sure the secrecy was maintained.
Ava, lost in thought, didn’t catch the key point Quentin mentioned: they were coming to pick her up.
Without a response, Quentin called her again.
Ava came back to her senses, "Okay, I’m coming over now, but I’m not sure where the address is, is it far?"
"I’m pretty busy right now as well and might be late, is that okay?"
Quentin noticed Ava didn’t catch his message, and he looked at the person reviewing documents in the rearview mirror, saying, "This dinner is very important, attended by elite business leaders. We’re already on our way."
"Madam, please provide us with the address, and we will come pick you up."
It was at this point that Ava finally registered what Quentin was saying, "You’re coming... to pick me up?"
"Mr. Vaughn is coming to take you with him."
Ava’s heart started racing. He was coming to pick her up?
Ava could hardly believe it, but after the disbelief came anxiety.
Having him personally come to get her showed how important this dinner was to him. Judging by the current situation, she would most certainly be late...
Things were getting troublesome...
"I’m... I’m currently at Mobi Beach, and there are other people around me. If you come to pick me up, they’re probably going to know who you are."
"I’ll just go on my own. You guys head over first, and I’ll follow right after."
Ava calmed herself down, carefully analyzed the pros and cons, and said this.
The situation had reached this point; regret was useless now.
So she minimized the damage as best as she could, no matter what he would say to her later.
She was willing to bear it, as it was her own mistake.
Quentin didn’t say anything.
He looked at the person in the rearview mirror, with Poe Vaughn still engrossed in the documents, seemingly unaffected by the call.
His expression was indifferent as usual. Quentin thought for a moment and said, "Madam, please hold on."
That meant the person was right next to him. She waited.
Quentin covered the phone’s microphone and turned to look at the person in the back seat, "Sir, madam is currently at Mobi Beach, and there are others around her, so it might not be convenient for us to go." For more chapters visit Nove1Fire.net
"Madam said for us to go ahead, and she will catch up soon."
Poe Vaughn halted his action of flipping through the documents.
The air in the car stilled at that moment.