Internet Breaking: The Powerful CEO Reveals His Supermodel Wife-Chapter 573: Sensational Explosion!

Celeste.

The lights in Eric’s office are still on.

She’s still busy, with many tasks at hand, especially since the exposure of Ava Sterling’s scandal has turned public opinion significantly positive, naturally, many brands have called in wanting to collaborate with Ava Sterling.

Among these brands are those that had previously worked with Ava Sterling but ceased collaboration due to an incident two years ago.

This is quite normal; people are realistic, particularly in business.

What they seek is profit, not emotions.

As for these collaboration calls, Eric is not rushing to connect Ava Sterling but has informed them that Ava is currently recovering from some work-related injuries and is temporarily unavailable for work until she recovers.

Eric’s words are not outright rejection, nor is she putting on airs. It’s because the direction of public opinion is unpredictable; no one can ascertain when it will be good or bad.

Especially in Ava Sterling’s current situation; even her side doesn’t fully understand, let alone what the future holds.

Celeste knows nurturing a model like Ava Sterling wasn’t easy, and she cannot disregard everything for immediate profits. She needs to observe the current situation clearly, understand everything, and ensure there are no issues before accepting these endorsements.

Otherwise, if something unforeseen happens with Ava Sterling again, the consequences would be troublesome.

The risks outweigh the benefits.

Celeste wouldn’t allow that. 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝔀𝓮𝒃𝙣𝓸𝒗𝒆𝒍.𝙘𝒐𝒎

She must cherish Celeste, cherish Ava Sterling’s reputation.

"Bzzz..."

The vibrational sound of a phone broke the busy silence in the office.

Eric was flipping through a document, quickly reviewing its contents when she heard the phone ring. She frowned, but without lifting her head, she reached for the phone and swiped to answer.

"Hello."

"Eric, Jace has time tomorrow noon and invites you to dine in the Southeast."

The phone transmitted a familiar voice, causing Eric to pause her document reviewing.

Jace certainly refers to Jace Kingsley, and this voice belongs to the project lead at Omnisphere Group she contacted earlier today.

Eric lifted her gaze, a flicker of expression crossing her features, replying, "Alright, I’ll definitely come tomorrow noon."

"Very well, I’ll send you the specific time later."

"Thank you."

"You’re welcome."

Exchanging a few simple words, the other party hung up, and soon Eric’s phone buzzed again with a new message arriving.

Eric opened the message and glanced at the precise time and location, her mind stirring with thoughts.

Discussing Ava Sterling’s scandal doesn’t necessarily require Jace to approach her personally.

Yet, Jace had arrived in Aurelia wanting to meet her for a face-to-face discussion, inviting her himself.

This clearly confirms what Lauren Howell mentioned earlier today; it’s true.

Jace really has a special regard for Ava Sterling.

Eric held her phone, contemplating for a while, then resumed her work.

She reckoned that if Jace truly cared for Ava, he certainly wouldn’t let the public opinion or scandal turn negative.

She could temporarily focus on her work with peace of mind.

Everything would unfold after meeting Young Master Kingsley tomorrow.

Soon, the office atmosphere returned to its previous busyness.

Not far from Eric’s desk, Lauren was furiously typing away at her keyboard.

Using her alias, she was exposing some truths about Ava Sterling, all accurate accounts from past sagas distorted and maligned by the media.

She planned to seize this opportunity when public opinion was favorable to elevate Ava Sterling’s standing.

This is how public opinion works. When one speaks positively, it’s insignificant, but when ten, a hundred, a thousand people speak well, you’re truly acknowledged.

The current sentiment is that nobody speaks ill of Ava, and if someone does, they are quickly refuted. Hence, Lauren took advantage of this rare opportunity to embellish the narrative, revealing the grievances Ava previously endured.

She couldn’t let Ava Sterling be criticized anymore.

If Ava really had done wrong, so be it, but Ava Sterling wasn’t like what the media portrayed; she was excellent.

Lauren’s fingers flew over the keyboard, causing a flurry of keystrokes. Since public opinion already leaned favorably, her series of "tidbits" further pushed Ava Sterling to prominence, bursting onto the scene.

Indeed, it was explosive.

Massive exposure.

Just Ava Sterling’s name alone had turned bold and red, marked alongside the conspicuous word "explosive," hanging at the topmost peak, difficult for anyone to ignore.

Suddenly, online discussions grew intense.

Despite it being evening and the ideal time for relaxing with some TV shows, countless people were surfing online, tapping their phones eagerly, determined to uncover every detail of Ava Sterling’s past, leaving nothing out.

Still, Ava Sterling remained unaware of any of this.

After Poe Vaughn scooped her into the car, she headed straight back to the hotel.

It was already eleven o’clock by the time they returned to the hotel, late into the night, a time for resting.

Ava Sterling fell asleep shortly after getting into the car.

She’s not one to create a scene when drunk; as long as she’s not ill, she usually falls asleep without a fuss when intoxicated.

Throughout the ride, Ava was exceptionally well-behaved. Poe held her in his embrace; she nestled comfortably against him, asleep and at ease.

Yet, when Poe carried her inside the hotel, directly into the bathroom, Ava Sterling groggily opened her eyes.

The sight greeted her with swirling steam, everything around shrouded in a vague mist, unclear.

However, the person holding her was unmistakably vivid to Ava.

Upon seeing the handsome face amidst the steam, Ava’s eyes squinted slightly, her fingers raised and reached for Poe’s face, tracing him.

Carrying Ava Sterling into the bathroom, Poe had the hot water running, cascading into the bathtub.

The rising steam blurred everything.

In such moments, the person in his arms awakened, gazing at him with clouded, drunken eyes, even daring to touch his face.

Seeing this clearly intoxicated person, who had long forgotten his identity, Poe remained silent, embracing her into the bathtub, then began undressing her.

Ava’s body was immersed in the water instantly, the warm water like fine silk wrapping around her, offering immense relief.

Instinctively, she looked down, observing the flow gradually submerging her body, softly, trailing around her.

Unable to resist, Ava started playing with the water, her fingers manipulating the flow, causing ripples to spread, aesthetically pleasing.

Especially as the gentle water entwined around her fingers, akin to silk binding her, softening her very core.

Ava found the water delightful, entertaining.

Poe, undressing Ava, noticed her shift in focus onto the water.

Her slender fingers played in the water, causing ripples to ebb and flow with her movements, equally interesting.

He watched the agile, playful fingers in the water, then the ripples, finally resting his gaze on Ava’s face.

Her cheeks flushed, skin delicate, with steam and warmth enveloping her features, creating a fine humid mist that accentuated her eyes.

Her vision blurred from intoxication, yet bright sparks emerged, like foggy pearls illuminated by moonlight, silent lunar radiance flowing across these gems.

An indescribable beauty.

Poe observed these eyes, sliding off Ava’s dress, unclasping her undergarments.