Internet Breaking: The Powerful CEO Reveals His Supermodel Wife-Chapter 45: Who Is She, and Where Is She
Quack!
Avaโs inner laughter abruptly halted.
It was as if she had heard a fairytale and seen a mirage, staring in disbelief at the person beside her.
What did he just say?
Wife? ๐๐๐ฎ๐๐๐๐๐ท๐๐ซ๐๐ก.๐๐ธ๐ถ
He needs a wife?
Has he gone mad?
He actually said such unbelievable things to her!
No, this isnโt right!
Itโs not him whoโs gone mad, itโs her!
Sheโs gone crazy thinking about billions, causing such a terrifying illusion!
Ava Sterling, calm down, calm down.
Let that horrible thought vanish, quickly withdraw!
But...
Her heart suddenly thumped wildly, and her eyes clung to this manโs face, unable to look away.
Why... does she feel that what he said was true...
As if knowing her thoughts, Poe Vaughn spoke again, "One day to consider, then come to Celestial Holdings."
Ava closed her open mouth.
She looked at the person in front of her, at the sculpted features, those ocean-deep eyes; her heart was pounding, her mind went blank.
Yes.
She froze.
Forgive her.
...
Outside the gates of Luna Palace.
The person who was standing outside the car earlier slumped, expression dazed.
What did he just see?
A silhouette?
Got into President Vaughnโs car?
Was that... human?
Despite the midsummer heat, he broke out in a cold sweat.
Everything in his view became eerie.
Not daring to linger any longer, he hurried inside.
As he left, Eric and Lauren Howell rushed out behind him.
Baffled by Avaโs words, neither chased after her.
By the time they reacted, Ava was already gone.
Eric started to believe that Ava really had nothing but Celestial Holdings and billions on her mind, no longer Joyner.
But the matter of billions was anything but simple.
She decided to talk to Ava.
But no matter how she searched, she couldnโt find Ava.
Eric furrowed her brows, "Does she even know what kind of entity Celestial Holdings is?"
Lauren Howell stood by, shyly saying, "I warned her, but she didnโt listen..."
Saying this, Lauren Howellโs eyes showed pity again.
Her Young Master Kingsley...
"Letโs clean up first."
"Celestial Holdingsโ people wouldnโt come here, let alone that one."
"Once sorted out, Iโll call her."
Lauren Howell quickly nodded, "Alright, now only you can do it, Eric sis."
Lauren Howell looked at Eric like a lifeline, Ericโs face somber, "She must have been duped!"
...
The dense night descended, the cityโs lights blooming brilliantly in the darkness.
A cool breeze blew, the person whoโd been fooled standing outside The Kestrel Apartments.
The wind whooshed by, blowing across her face repeatedly, teasing her loose hair, playfully tickling her cheeks.
But Ava stood there as if rooted, yet unmoving.
"I need a wife, Miss Sterling can consider."
"One day to consider, then come to Celestial Holdings."
These two sentences like a looped tape repeated, over and over.
As if refusing to rest.
"Buzz buzz ~ Buzz buzz ~"
The phone vibrated incessantly, pulling Avaโs consciousness back each time.
Avaโs eyes moved slightly, everything in her vision began to clear up.
Familiar commercial streets, lit storefronts, and passing pedestrians...
Everything vivid in her mind.
She looked around and then at the place she stood, dazed.
When did she get here?
How did she come here?
Wow, why canโt she remember?
Ava turned to look at the apartment buildings behind her, at that moment every household lit up, illuminating the night here.
Avaโs eyes widened, sheโs back.
And she didnโt even know!
It was as if she lost a segment of memory, only clearly recalling the two sentences spoken in that deep tone.
"I need a wife, Miss Sterling can consider."
"One day to consider, then come to Celestial Holdings."
...
"I need a wife, Miss Sterling can consider."
"One day to consider, then come to Celestial Holdings."
...
Ava stood there for a while, closed her eyes, calming herself, clearing her thoughts.
And the phone continued to buzz without stopping.
For a long time, Ava suddenly opened her eyes, now her gaze clear and calm!
She understood, fully understood!
Picking up the phone, she answered, "Hello."
"My dear, you finally answered the phone."
Ericโs voice came from the phone, Ava turned, walking steadily into the apartment, "Whatโs up?"
Her voice was overly calm, overly rational, causing Eric to suspect whether this was Ava herself.
Unable to resist looking down at her phone to check, confirming it was Ava, she asked, "Whatโs wrong with you? You seem a bit off."
"Really?"
"No, Iโm perfectly normal."
Yes, she was very normal.
And very calm!
Eric: "..."
"Itโs like this, tonight I carefully queried Lauren Howell about your collaboration with MK, listen to me, this matter..."
"Eric sis, no need to worry, I know what to do."
Without letting Eric finish, Ava interrupted her.
And her voice remained just as rational.
Eric: "..."
"Rest assured, I know what to do and what not to, Iโm very clear-headed."
"You donโt need to say more about this, I understand."
"Alright, Iโm heading home to rest, thatโs it."
Ava concluded in a few sentences, then hung up the phone.
Eric stood there, listening to the busy signal, she lowered her phone, staring at its rapidly dimming screen.
Was the person she just spoke with the Ava she knew for ten years?
Why did she feel, this Ava seemed fake?
Actually speaking in such a rational manner.
Ava gripped her phone tightly, entered the elevator.
Her gaze determined and resolute, like blazing flames igniting.
He needs a wife, she needs billions, simply perfect!
