CHAPTER 402: CHAPTER 402: BEAMING WITH JOY

They already arrived at the president’s office, where Poe Vaughn was sitting in the executive chair, picking up the documents on the desk to flip through them. His noble and aloof face showed no sign of tension or concern, as if he wasn’t worried about Ava’s condition at all.

But Quentin Quinn knew that wasn’t the case, President Vaughn’s thoughts were very likely focused on his wife right now.

Otherwise, he wouldn’t have given those orders just now.

Hence, Quentin quickly said, "The doctor will be at Celeste within half an hour, and we’ll soon know the specifics of the wife’s condition."

"Hmm."

With a low voice devoid of any emotion, Poe Vaughn continued to look at the documents, then picked up his pen to sign the last page, and he said, "All staff involved in this merger will be demoted and have their salaries reduced. If the subsequent tasks are not handled well, they will be dismissed."

Quentin Quinn: "..."

Indeed.

...

The Kestrel Apartments.

After Ms. Wei called Poe Vaughn, she went back to tidying up.

While cleaning, her mind kept recalling Ava Sterling’s condition that morning, feeling quite regretful.

She regretted not paying attention to sir’s words about the wife having a fever. She should have remembered it. Now she wondered if she was getting old, becoming less careful.

She needed to be vigilant, to remind herself constantly not to be careless, always prioritizing the wife’s health, just like the lady said—the wife’s well-being is of utmost importance.

Yes, the most important.

Ms. Wei kept thinking about it, and couldn’t help murmuring, while her hands did not stop tidying up.

She must take good care of the wife, especially in the absence of sir. Starting from today, all her thoughts must focus on the wife!

At this moment, Ms. Wei was resolutely determined.

But suddenly, Ms. Wei froze, her hands stopped tidying, and her body straightened up.

She remembered something.

The wife was not feeling well; she needed to call the elderly mistress.

The elderly mistress repeatedly stressed that any issues with the wife or sir must be reported to her. Now that the wife’s health was not good, she should inform the elderly mistress.

Thinking about it, Ms. Wei did not hesitate any longer and hurriedly took out her phone to call Sharon Sheridan.

At this time, The Vaughn Residence.

Sharon Sheridan had already gotten up, had breakfast, and talked to Claire Vaughn on the phone, who said they would come home for a bit in the evening.

Sharon Sheridan had something to discuss, something concerning Ava Sterling. Claire Vaughn knew his mother highly valued Ava Sterling because she was important to Poe Vaughn, and now that Ava was going to film, the mother definitely had many instructions.

So even if she was very busy, she had to find time to come back personally.

Since Claire Vaughn said he would come back in the evening, Sharon Sheridan naturally didn’t say anything further, planning to discuss it when Claire returned.

However, Sharon Sheridan asked Ms. Yu to gather reports about television production and the entertainment industry; she wanted to understand.

Although her daughter was a prominent figure in the entertainment industry, she always trusted her daughter, thus rarely inquiring, leading to a lack of understanding of the industry.

The occasional news she heard was either from Coco or because a particular entertainment event became so large and widespread that even she got to know it.

Ordinary entertainment circle news, some incidents, internal news, Sharon Sheridan knew nothing about.

Now, Ava Sterling was entering the entertainment industry to be an actress, which was different.

She needed to know more, to avoid unexpected situations.

Though these could be instructed to Claire Vaughn, he had many things to attend to, and it was impossible for him to handle everything, so she had to keep it in mind, paying attention to all details, for her peace of mind.

No choice, Little Poe finally had a girl he liked and married; this girl couldn’t have any mishap or trouble.

Ms. Yu listened to Sharon Sheridan’s instructions and then made calls to arrange the matter.

She had just hung up the phone when another call came through.

Ms. Yu paused, looking at the caller’s name, Ms. Wei.

Ms. Yu looked at the time, eight o’clock or so; Ms. Wei calling at this time, was something happening with the young mistress?

Thinking this, Ms. Yu immediately answered the phone, "Hello."

Ms. Wei had called Ms. Yu; she rarely called Sharon Sheridan directly, unless Ms. Yu’s phone couldn’t be reached, then she would contact Sharon Sheridan.

Now, hearing Ms. Yu’s voice, Ms. Wei quickly said, "Last night the madam wasn’t feeling well, didn’t sleep well, had insomnia, and this morning her complexion looked off. I called sir to share this situation, now I’m also telling the elderly mistress."

Ms. Wei rarely called in the morning, usually in the afternoon or evening.

And she was calling in the morning definitely meant something significant, Ms. Yu was preparing herself, but upon hearing Ms. Wei’s words, she still felt tense inside.

The young mistress wasn’t well?

Wasn’t everything fine last night? How did it change overnight?

Ms. Yu quickly ran these thoughts through her mind and then asked, "Just didn’t sleep well? Insomnia? No other symptoms, right?"

Listening to Ms. Yu’s question, Ms. Wei felt regret and guilt again: "That’s how it seemed, the madam said the same, I didn’t check closely nor checked her temperature, I don’t know if she had a fever."

"I overlooked this matter."

Ms. Yu heard the guilt in Ms. Wei’s voice and said, "It’s okay, don’t rush, you’ve informed Third Young master about the young mistress feeling unwell?"

"I did, as soon as the madam left, I called sir. He is already aware."

"Good, I understand, I will inform the elderly mistress now."

"Since Third Young master knows, the situation isn’t big, don’t overthink, you continue with your tasks, if you recall anything else, contact me."

"Alright."

Ms. Yu roughly understood the details and then quickly hung up to report to Sharon Sheridan.

Sharon Sheridan was sitting in the living room at this moment, wearing her reading glasses and looking at her phone, checking entertainment industry news to better grasp the current situation.

Ms. Yu quickly came over, arrived by her side, and bowed: "Elderly mistress, Ms. Wei just called to say the young mistress isn’t feeling well."

Sharon Sheridan rarely used her phone, she wasn’t adept with it nor fond of it, especially as she got older, overusing it was bad for her eyes, so unless it was for calls she wouldn’t use it.

Usually, anything she needed to know would be conveyed through Ms. Yu, without affecting anything.

But now it was different; she had to check it personally, so Sharon Sheridan held the phone at a distance, looked somewhat comical.

Nonetheless, as Ms. Yu’s words reached her ears, Sharon Sheridan froze immediately.

Then almost swiftly, she turned her head to look at Ms. Yu, eyes gradually widening: "Did you say... Ava isn’t feeling well?"

Sharon Sheridan reacted strongly, as if this news was exceptionally good, her eyes instantly glowing, and her face showed joy.

Ms. Yu was indeed worried that this news might cause the elderly mistress to be tense, so she spoke in a quieter voice than usual, trying to prevent concern due to the news.

Unexpectedly, the elderly mistress wasn’t worried; she was happy.

Yes, happy.

Ms. Yu even doubted if she had seen wrong.

"Yes, Ms. Wei said the young mistress had insomnia last night, couldn’t sleep, and didn’t look well this morning."

Sharon Sheridan immediately put down the phone, stood up: "Call the doctor, quickly get the doctor!"

Saying so, she briskly walked outside, her speech faster than usual: "Let’s go check on Ava, right now, right away!"