CHAPTER 400: CHAPTER 400: POE VAUGHN IS NERVOUS

Upon hearing this, Ava’s eyes lit up, and she immediately said, "Okay!"

"I want to sleep well!"

"I don’t want to dream, don’t want insomnia. I was sleepless last night; there must be something wrong with my body."

"Tonight, I’ll have the doctor wait for me at home after work and give me a check-up."

If you’re not feeling well, you need medicine. The sooner you take it, the sooner you’ll be well, the sooner you’ll feel comfortable.

This is Ava Sterling’s life creed.

"Alright."

"But does it have to be at night? Can it be in the morning?"

Mrs. Wei is really concerned about Ava’s health. She’s also noticed Ava’s recent tension, feeling like she hasn’t been idle for a moment, always busy.

How can a person’s body withstand this?

Definitely can’t endure it.

Ava frowned, glanced at the time on her phone, and shook her head, "Morning won’t work; there’s not enough time. I have to head to the company after breakfast, and I have classes at noon, only have time in the evening."

"Only in the evening, the doctor can prescribe medication. I’ll take it and sleep well at night."

Hearing Ava’s words, Mrs. Wei realized that work is still more important to her. Although she wanted the doctor to check Ava earlier, Ava has her own plans, so it’s hard to say more.

"Okay, I’ll call the doctor later and let him come over in the evening to check on you."

"Alright."

After the conversation with Mrs. Wei, Ava felt much better, and she promptly had breakfast, gradually shaking off her morning mood.

Just like yesterday, Ava finished breakfast and left home without a moment’s rest, headed to the company, book always in hand.

She read while eating breakfast, read when leaving home, read when getting in the car, using all her free time to read, so much so that the community security guard and driver Lao Zhang both felt Ava had changed.

Completely different from before.

The apartment door slammed shut as Ava left, and Mrs. Wei heard the sound, immediately came out from the kitchen to look at the closed door.

Ava was no longer home. Seeing this, Mrs. Wei quickly dried her hands and called Poe Vaughn.

Yes, she called Poe Vaughn.

Mr. Vaughn had said, if Mrs. Sterling showed any signs of being unwell, she must inform him immediately. Now she was experiencing insomnia, a poor mental state—this was definitely cause for concern, and it had to be reported.

Regarding the arrangement with the doctor, after informing Mr. Vaughn of Ava’s situation, he will naturally make necessary arrangements.

Soon, the call connected.

At this moment, it was 8 AM in domestic time, but already 11 AM in Melbourne.

Poe Vaughn came out of the meeting room, heading towards the CEO’s office.

His phone vibrated loudly. Poe picked it up and glanced at the caller ID.

Seeing who it was, his eyes flickered slightly, his gaze dropping to the time, then he answered, "Hello."

Mrs. Wei stood in the living room, watching the tightly closed door, afraid Ava would suddenly return, so she remained cautious, ensuring that Ava wouldn’t find out she’s calling Mr. Vaughn.

A deep voice came through the phone, pulling Mrs. Wei’s gaze back from the door in an instant, and she promptly said, "Sir, after waking up this morning, Mrs. Sterling didn’t look very well. She said she couldn’t sleep last night, kept dreaming and looked quite uncomfortable."

With steady steps forward, Poe’s footsteps halted upon hearing Mrs. Wei’s words.

"I suggested that a doctor examines Mrs. Sterling, and she agreed, but clarified that she has no time in the morning or at noon, only in the evening, so I agreed to have the doctor come in the evening."

Poe didn’t interrupt Mrs. Wei, just stood there, listening to her clearly convey everything.

Until Mrs. Wei finished her explanation.

Fingers curled slightly, his eyes deepened, "Did Mrs. Sterling have a fever?"

Mrs. Wei was stunned, her face changing immediately, "I don’t know, I didn’t check her temperature, and she didn’t mention a fever, so... I didn’t consider that."

Saying this, Mrs. Wei immediately regretted and became anxious, quickly suggesting, "Mrs. Sterling just left a while ago. Should I take a thermometer and check her temperature?"

Mrs. Wei felt very remorseful, wondering why she hadn’t thought of this.

Perhaps she caught a cold or has a fever, causing her sleeplessness. She really hadn’t considered it.

Poe lifted his gaze, eyes sharpened slightly, "No need, I’ll arrange for a doctor."

"Alright, alright."

"Mrs. Sterling’s complexion looked slightly off, but she had breakfast, same as yesterday, not picky with food, ate a good portion, appetite was fine. It’s just that her complexion didn’t look great, and her spirits were poor when she first woke up but improved after breakfast."

"When she left, everything was normal, no change in her voice, everything else pretty much as usual."

"It’s just that since returning last night until now, whenever she has time, she’s been reading a book. She stayed up late reading last night."

Mrs. Wei reported these details to Poe, giving him a rough idea of how Ava has been these past two days.

"Alright, noted."

After ending the call, Poe told Quentin Quinn behind him, "Contact the doctor, go to Celeste, go now."

Quentin had been following Poe, and upon Poe halting his steps, he also stopped.

Upon hearing Poe ask, "Did Mrs. Sterling have a fever?" Quentin knew roughly who had called.

So, upon hearing Poe’s command now, Quentin immediately said, "Alright, I’m calling right away."

Ava must be unwell, and President Vaughn is concerned.

This matter can’t be taken lightly.

Quentin quickly made the call and repeatedly emphasized the urgency of getting the doctor to Celeste quickly, no delays.

After issuing his instructions, he hung up the phone.

Typically, this matter would be settled in due time.

However, after hanging up, Quentin recalled something and opened his contacts, finding a number and dialing it.

At this moment, at Celeste.

A taxi stopped outside Celeste, and Lauren Howell got off the car.

Just as she got off, her phone rang.

Lauren took her phone from her bag, eating breakfast while glancing at the caller ID.

Seeing the name "Justin Quinn" displayed on the screen, Lauren was stunned. Justin Quinn? The special assistant of the Celestial Holdings big shot?

At that moment, she wondered if she was mistaken seeing the name.

But such thoughts lasted only two seconds before she quickly answered the call, hurriedly swallowing the bun she was eating.

As Ava’s work got busier, her assistant naturally became busier too, not even having time for breakfast, eating on the way to the company.

"Hello, Justin."

Once connected, Lauren immediately spoke, not daring to delay.

Upon hearing Lauren’s voice, Justin directly said, "Mrs. Sterling is unwell. I’ve arranged for a doctor to come to Celeste, arriving by 8:30 at the latest. Once the doctor arrives, please have them see Mrs. Sterling."

Lauren knew that a call from Justin Quinn meant business but didn’t expect it to be about sending a doctor for Ava.

Ava is sick?

Unbelievable, right?

She was perfectly fine yesterday.

Lauren paused for a few seconds and said, "Ava is sick?"

"Yes, Mrs. Sterling isn’t feeling well. Please take care," he said, sounding business-like, but Lauren felt a surge of excitement.

Perhaps the big shot instructed it?

If the big shot instructed, it shows he cares about Ava. Isn’t that good?

Lauren promptly said, "Alright, don’t worry Justin, it’s my duty, and I will take care of it."

"It’s appreciated."

"No problem, no problem. If anything comes up, Justin can call me anytime."

"Certainly."

After speaking, Justin hung up, a busy signal following, leaving Lauren with a broad smile.

Though she’s never met the Celestial Holdings big shot, she feels he genuinely cares about Ava.

Very good, very good.

Caring is a good thing, making her feel reassured.

Putting the phone down, Lauren continued eating her bun but quickly recalled what Justin had said, checked the time on her phone.

8:05 AM.

Justin said the doctor will arrive by 8:30 at the latest, so there’s twenty-something minutes left.

With this thought, Lauren promptly entered the company and instructed the receptionist that if a doctor arrives claiming to see Ava Sterling, to notify her immediately, she would personally come downstairs to meet them.

The receptionist acknowledged, and Lauren went upstairs.

Thinking about Ava, Ava’s indeed not feeling well?

With this thought, Lauren quickly called Ava.