Ava Sterling is always full of energy, once she decides sothing, she acts on it imdiately. Even Quentin Quinn, with his fast-paced thinking, can’t keep up with her.
Upon hearing Ava’s words, Quentin was rarely taken aback, then he said, "Let’s not rush."
He still wanted to call President Vaughn to ask.
Ava looked at the scenery outside the window, they had left downtown and were almost there.
If they were to tie soone up, it would be at the hotel, so indeed, there was no rush.
However, she didn’t know when Lillian Donovan would arrive.
Ava thought about this, picked up her phone to check the ti, it was 5:40, and Ava asked, "Is it true that my mom has already been taken by your people and is on her way to the hotel, right?"
Quentin responded, "That’s the plan unless sothing unexpected happens."
"So she should arrive later than , right?"
"Definitely."
"Alright, got it."
Ava stopped talking, she leaned back against the chair, crossed her legs, folded her arms, and her mind began to whirl rapidly.
She needed to think carefully about her performance later.
No mistakes.
The person in the back seat finally beca quiet, Quentin watched Ava’s expression, clearly contemplating sothing, with a particularly serious look.
He picked up his phone, pondered for a mont, then sent a ssage to President Vaughn.
This was the first ti he couldn’t guess President Vaughn’s thoughts at all.
anwhile, in the eting room.
The busy tone could be heard from the phone, that lodious voice was gone, but the vivid image of her speaking clearly appeared in his mind.
Poe Vaughn put down the phone, his eyes focusing on the void ahead, the depth in his gaze silently deepened, extrely deep.
For the first ti, he wanted to change his mind.
Buzz buzz.
The phone vibrated, a ssage ca in.
He lowered his gaze, picked up the phone.
Quentin: [President Vaughn, the madam just asked if she should be tied up, do I need to do this?]
Poe Vaughn looked at this ssage and imdiately saw through Quentin’s thoughts.
He wasn’t sure what to do, so he used this excuse to ask him.
With a quick movent of his fingertip, he opened the reply and swiftly sent a ssage back.
Quentin held the phone, waiting for Poe Vaughn’s reply, and shortly afterwards, the ssage ca back.
He opened it imdiately.
President Vaughn: [Send the madam to the hotel, don’t worry about anything else.]
Seeing this ssage, Quentin understood.
Listen to the madam.
[Got it.]
Sending the ssage, he put down the phone and looked at the building in front.
At this mont, the four large characters of The Creston Hotel had already entered his view.
Almost there.
Buzz buzz.
The phone vibrated again, Quentin paused slightly, then picked it up.
Poe Vaughn sent another ssage over.
He opened it imdiately.
President Vaughn: [Open an account under Ava’s na and transfer ten billion to her account.]
Quentin was shocked.
Ten billion...
Does President Vaughn think ten billion is ten bucks?
This is a bit...too casual...
Ava had no idea that Quentin was chatting with Poe Vaughn, and even less did she know that in such a short ti, she would have ten billion credited to her account.
At this mont, her mind was filled with various TV dramas she watched before, the way actors perford, and she was thinking about how she should act later without appearing fake.
She was thinking very seriously, very focused, you could say it was like she was taking an exam, extrely solemn.
Screech.
The car smoothly stopped outside the entrance of The Creston Hotel.
Ava’s thought process was interrupted, she looked up ahead and a large fountain pool, along with a grand statue of a Greek goddess at the center ca into view.
Ava blinked, is this the place?
Quentin was sitting in the front seat, still looking at the ssage sent by Poe Vaughn, unable to react.
Ten billion.
President Vaughn gives the madam ten billion so casually?
He felt it was like a dream, quite unreal.
He even had a sense of disbelief that in the future, things that belonged to their President Vaughn would no longer be his, but the madam’s...
He felt it was hard to accept.
Ava didn’t notice Quentin’s stiffness or shock, since they arrived, she directly opened the car door and got out.
By this ti, she had already figured out what to do.
She was very confident, as if she were walking on a runway, with considerable assurance.
Quentin heard the sound of the car door closing, suppressing the emotions in his heart, he put down the phone.
He looked at the sunshine outside, bright daylight, he knew clearly that their President Vaughn’s concern for Ava was extraordinary.
Opening the car door, Quentin got out.
"Madam, follow ."
Quentin bent down, extended his hand, very respectful.
Ava didn’t notice Quentin’s difference, she uttered a sound, holding her small bag and confidently walked inside.
Quentin led Ava into the hotel, got into the elevator, and then went to a room.
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