CHAPTER 481: CHAPTER 481: HATRED

She remembered something.

Quentin Quinn said that Poe Vaughn had urgent work to handle on Saipan Island, so as soon as Poe Vaughn arrived on Saipan Island, he would have to start working immediately?

And what about her?

What should she do?

Only now did Ava Sterling recall this matter.

Poe Vaughn being busy meant she naturally shouldn’t cling to him; he would definitely ditch her in the Pacific Ocean. Thus, she feared she would only have the time on the plane.

Thinking of this, Ava suddenly felt alert.

She looked at Poe Vaughn to see his current expression, whether he was approachable. If he was approachable, they would continue. She hadn’t expected that as soon as she looked, she met his deep gaze.

He was looking at her, his eyes as deep as an abyss, very intimidating. Ava felt her heart tighten unconsciously, her eyes dodging.

Such an oppressive stare was truly hard to resist.

Poe Vaughn looked at the person who seemed to be guilty, turning her gaze aside. His eyes moved slightly, then he withdrew his gaze, leaned back in his seat, and closed his eyes.

It seemed as if he hadn’t noticed Ava Sterling’s peculiarity, as if he didn’t know what she was thinking.

Ava turned her gaze away, her heart racing, but she quickly regained her senses, and her mind began to move rapidly.

Right now, he shouldn’t have any issues, and his mood should be fine since he even helped her with food earlier.

He shouldn’t be that angry anymore, right?

Thinking this, the light of hope grew larger, and Ava stopped thinking too much. She immediately took paper and pen and started writing swiftly.

Quickly, she wrote a sentence on the paper and immediately held it up for Poe Vaughn to see.

But...

As she turned her head, she found that the eyes that were open earlier were now closed.

As if he was preparing to rest just like before.

Ava Sterling: "..."

She wanted to continue talking, but he went to rest. Although it was indeed the time to rest, but... he didn’t have much time.

Thinking this, Ava couldn’t help but lightly tug on Poe Vaughn’s sleeve.

A tiny force came from her hand, filled with caution. Poe Vaughn opened his eyes and looked at Ava.

Seeing his eyes open, Ava immediately held the paper in front of him so he could see her written words without needing to hold the paper.

Poe Vaughn’s gaze fell on the latest handwriting on the paper.

"Shall we continue talking?"

Poe Vaughn took down the paper and looked at Ava.

Ava quickly handed over the pen, looking eager to please.

Poe Vaughn looked at Ava’s eager expression, took the pen, and wrote two words under her handwriting, then leaned back in his seat and closed his eyes to rest.

Ava saw the two words on the paper: "Rest."

She became expressionless.

Realizing there wasn’t much hope, she hadn’t expected there to be no hope at all.

Instantly, Ava looked at Poe Vaughn, who had closed his eyes again, and quickly packed up the paper and pen, folded her arms, and leaned back in her seat.

Closing her eyes, she went to sleep!

After all, she wouldn’t give up; she could wait until later!

The cabin fell completely silent, everything quieted.

Poe Vaughn opened his eyes, looked at the person who had fallen back asleep, and after a long while, he withdrew his gaze and closed his eyes.

Night, deeply silent...

At this moment, on the floor where the old master of the Rhodes Family was at Aurelia City First Hospital.

The corridor was brightly lit, yet it was utterly silent, not a sound to be heard.

The entire floor had been rented by the Rhodes Family. Apart from the old master of the Rhodes Family in the ward, there were no other patients.

And at that moment, at the end of the corridor, at the corner.

Bodyguards were blocking the path, tall and stern, devoid of any emotion.

As if they wouldn’t clear the way for anyone who came.

However, a person stood in front of them.

And that person was none other than Chandler Rhodes, the eldest of the Rhodes Family.

Chandler Rhodes stood there, looking at the person kneeling on the ground, his expression indifferent: "Think it over carefully yourself."

"If you can’t think it through but only want to cause a ruckus, we have ways to shut you up."

After speaking, Chandler Rhodes turned and left, returning to the ward.

The bodyguards followed him away, clearing the path before blocking it again, not allowing the kneeling person on the ground to advance an inch.

Ronia Ackerly knelt there, and as Chandler Rhodes left, her body instantly went limp, collapsing to the ground.

At this moment, she seemed to have lost all strength, unable to support herself anymore.

Beside her, also kneeling was Aria Rhodes, who watched Chandler Rhodes leave, a glimmer of light flashing quickly through her eyes.

A light of excitement and joy.

Yes, she was excited, she was joyful.

Because Chandler Rhodes told Ronia Ackerly that they could save Julian Rhodes, but there were conditions.

That condition was that Ronia Ackerly must divorce Hayden Rhodes, and the two must not be together anymore.

Additionally, any company assets involving the two must be divided cleanly. Their children cannot live with Hayden Rhodes nor bear the Rhodes surname. In the future, Ronia Ackerly and her children must not have any interactions with Hayden Rhodes or the Rhodes Family.

If Ronia Ackerly agreed to these terms, the Rhodes Family would step in to save Julian Rhodes. If she didn’t agree, Julian Rhodes’s life or death would have nothing to do with the Rhodes Family.

The condition Chandler Rhodes proposed was truly ruthless, breaking Ronia Ackerly’s heart, leaving her ashen-faced in an instant.

But for Aria Rhodes, these conditions were excellent!

The Rhodes Family’s intervention would save Julian, and even if her parents divorced, she could still obtain a significant portion of the assets, which was more than enough for her.

Enough to do many things.

And if she no longer bore the Rhodes surname, but the Ackerly surname, she would have no ties with the Rhodes Family.

No nominal siblings to worry about; she could pursue her desires completely unfettered.

She could be with Poe Vaughn.

What a wonderful thing!

Aria was exceedingly excited, so excited that she hadn’t noticed the change in Ronia’s expression until Ronia collapsed to the floor, which made her quickly react and support Ronia: "Mom!"

Ronia’s face was pale, not knowing if it was from anger or something else. She looked extremely frightening, as if she barely had any strength left.

Aria was startled by Ronia’s condition, quickly shouting, "Mom! What’s wrong with you?"

Ronia’s body was frighteningly limp, devoid of any strength. She leaned into Aria’s arms, her mind still haunted by Chandler Rhodes’s words.

Divorcing Hayden? How could that be possible?

She had done so much merely to be with Hayden, to stay together long-term. Now they wanted her to divorce Hayden, how could she agree?

But other than the Rhodes Family, who else could save Julian?

The Vaughn Family?

That was absolutely impossible. Poe Vaughn, that bastard, was utterly unyielding, and she found it difficult even to see him.

No options left, it had to be the Rhodes Family.

Yet the Rhodes Family chose this moment to threaten her like this, she was truly furious.

Mina Vaughn was just another Vaughn, but even in death, they all refused to let her go.

If she were a Vaughn, perhaps they wouldn’t treat her this way.

At this moment, Ronia was filled with extreme hatred for not having the Vaughn surname but the Ackerly surname instead, hating being born into a humble family, causing her to be bullied like this.

If she had the deep background like the Vaughn Family, she wouldn’t be bullied like this.

But no matter how much blame she cast, she couldn’t escape her humble background, nor could she save Julian.

This feeling of powerlessness bred hatred in her, extreme hatred that wished all those who wronged her would repay her.

A hundredfold, a thousandfold, ten thousandfold.

At this moment, Ronia was entrapped in her world of hatred, struggling to come out.

And this sight fell into Aria’s eyes as a significant event. Aria shouted urgently, "Mom, what’s wrong with you? Talk to me, don’t scare me!"

Aria’s eyes reddened, overwhelmed with anxiety, but no matter how much she called, Ronia didn’t respond, as if she were soulless.

Aria was terrified; she dared not call Ronia anymore and instead looked at Ronia and around her, chaotically calling out, "Doctor! Doctor!"