Internet Breaking: The Powerful CEO Reveals His Supermodel Wife-Chapter 605: All That I Have Belongs to You

"Huh?"

Ava was thinking about the terms of the agreement. She felt that this clause needed to be listed properly, and her mind began racing.

Previously, Poe Vaughn had said that everything was negotiable.

So, this agreement could be negotiated as well.

Therefore, she had to think it over carefully.

Unexpectedly, before she could figure it out, Poe Vaughn replied to her with a phrase.

No regrets.

He had no regrets?

So certain?

For a moment, Ava looked at Poe Vaughn, in disbelief.

Poe Vaughn looked at her face full of astonishment and continued, "If you regret it, all of yours will belong to me."

Ava: "..."

Indeed, capitalism is relentless.

Just opening his mouth, there’s nothing left for you, utterly ruthless.

However...

Ava crossed her arms and raised her chin, "Fine, if I regret, all of mine will belong to you. What about you? What if you regret it?"

Without waiting for Poe Vaughn’s answer, Ava immediately said, "Don’t be too absolute in your words. You say you won’t regret it now, but who can guarantee what will happen tomorrow or the day after, or in the future? What if you regret it? How about if you regret it, all of yours will belong to me?"

Ava’s last sentence was purely following what Poe Vaughn said, since he demanded it, she demanded it too.

Of course, Ava wasn’t serious, and Poe Vaughn wouldn’t possibly agree; she was just saying it offhand.

The main thing was to come up with a corresponding penalty and restraint.

That would be fair, wouldn’t it?

Poe Vaughn opened his mouth, "If I regret it, all of mine will belong to you."

He said this statement calmly, without a flicker in his gaze, and Ava’s eyes widened in disbelief as she looked at him.

What did he say?

If he regrets, all of his will belong to her?

Really?

Ava’s heart raced, not out of panic, but excitement and thrill.

Comparing her little to Poe Vaughn’s so much, it’s like an ant to a giant tree, completely incomparable.

Yet he actually said all of his would belong to her, he’s serious, right?

It will be written into the contract, right?

Thinking this, Ava stopped pondering by herself and directly asked, "Really? Do you mean what you say? Will what you said be written into the agreement?"

"Let’s just sign another agreement, everything you said must be written down, and you have to sign it."

Words are one thing, but it’s the signing that counts.

With Poe Vaughn willing to give her so much property, why should she fear anything?

She, Ava Sterling, would never regret it, and even if she did, it would be Poe Vaughn who regretted!

Poe Vaughn looked at the person in front of him, her eyes gleaming, calculating rapidly, as if afraid others wouldn’t know about her little schemes.

"Alright."

Ava’s mouth immediately curved into an uncontrollable smile.

She was really too thrilled, too excited, too happy.

So much money, and this person, all hers, hahaha...

She, Ava Sterling, was over the moon.

Unable to hold back, Ava’s eyebrows arched, and her eyes crinkled in a smile, almost disappearing into slits, so happy she could burst.

One could say that anyone who saw Ava at this moment could instantly tell how happy she was.

Poe Vaughn watched her brows and eyes curved, her smile almost reaching her ears, in such joy that she forgot everything except the immediate benefits.

The bait he threw was too tempting, impossible for anyone to refuse.

Poe Vaughn said, "I’ll have someone draft the contract."

Ava blinked immediately, realizing how visible her glee was now, her intent too evident. She coughed, adjusted her expression, and said seriously, "Alright, get it arranged quickly; there’s no time to waste on this matter."

Indeed, everything should be seized while the iron is hot, or it might change later.

"Okay."

Poe Vaughn said no more, but as he looked at her now, his gaze was deep and silent, dark enough to swallow everything.

He went to the study, not stopping.

Ava stood there, watching that tall figure walk into the study, then the door closed. The next moment, she immediately covered her mouth, bent down, and started laughing.

She really couldn’t hold it in anymore.

She had been in so much pain last night, shedding so many tears, and this morning, it seemed like life’s path became so difficult.

Yet in such a short time, not even an hour, the situation shifted dramatically, and the light shone again.

Ava felt that life truly was miraculous at times.

Sometimes you get stuck on a point and drill into it hard, getting into a dead end you can’t get out of. But if you turn a corner, you’ll find there’s more than one way to go, another path available.

Poe Vaughn gave her another path to choose, a bright avenue, smooth without obstacles or thorns, so why wouldn’t she take it?

She had to, she had to change path.

She, Ava Sterling, wasn’t one to cling to one place, she wasn’t stodgy; she would catch every opportunity when it came, never letting it go.

Otherwise, how would she be where she is today?

It could be said that over the years, every time a good opportunity arose, she grabbed it.

She never missed out.

The marriage agreement with Poe Vaughn was the same.

Of course, if Poe Vaughn hadn’t apologized to her today, hadn’t acknowledged her, hadn’t spoken those pleasing words, she wouldn’t have agreed.

If he had been coercive, oppressive, dismissive of her, Ava Sterling wouldn’t have agreed either.

In interpersonal relationships, even if the other party is powerful, one must still respect people.

Someone who doesn’t respect people, no matter how good the conditions, how big the temptation, Ava Sterling wouldn’t want them.

And the reason she agreed so quickly, without much thought, was all because Poe Vaughn was forthcoming, her attitude excellent, and especially, every word he said touched her heart.

She really had no way to refuse, she had to agree.

Ava stood there, bent over, covering her mouth, then leaned against the wall, looking at the closed study door, and couldn’t stop laughing.

She believed in black and white, when everything is written on paper, it’s all settled.

Though they say the sky won’t drop pies, in reality, it won’t, but to Ava Sterling, Poe Vaughn was like a pie.

Though not entirely real, for now, if she has it, she has it; if the pie tries to leave someday, she wouldn’t suffer.

After all, she has embraced, tasted, and enjoyed it, right?

People should never let fortune slip by.

She, Ava Sterling, knows how to enjoy her fortune well.

In the study.

Poe Vaughn stood by the floor-to-ceiling window and took out his phone.

There was a missed call on his phone, and it wasn’t from just anyone, but from Sharon Sheridan.

Poe Vaughn opened the phone and called back.

"Ring..."

The call connected, and Poe Vaughn, with his hand in his pocket, gazed at the bright sky outside, his eyes deep and quietly stirring.

Something was moving inside, something was silently passing through.

And at this moment, on the road to the hotel.

In the car.

Sharon Sheridan and Mrs. You sat in the back seat of the car, neither of them spoke.

And Sharon Sheridan, holding a phone in her hand, leaned back in the seat, her eyes closed as if resting.

In such a state, naturally, no one disturbed her.

However, the phone suddenly rang.