CHAPTER 12: CHAPTER 12: HEART POUNDING WILDLY

Aurelia seemed surprised at who had arrived.

Mingzhu Cheng looked over and instantly grabbed her hand, saying, "Quick, look over there!"

Ava Sterling had already looked over; after all, anyone who could cause a stir at a ball filled with socialites was no ordinary person.

And with just one look, Ava Sterling was stunned.

The crystal chandelier was like blossoms in full bloom, casting light tightly and surrounding small lights adorned the hall, making it shine as if under the blazing sun.

In this brilliance, a man appeared among the crowd, wearing a tailored bespoke suit, expertly cut by a master, perfectly showcasing his figure.

Broad shoulders, narrow waist, and long, straight legs; he stood beneath the blooming chandeliers, all the lights converging on him.

He was dazzling enough to leave one in awe.

For once, Ava Sterling didn’t pay attention to the figure in her sight but rather his face.

Because this face was so outstanding, so perfect, that she overlooked her usual standard of looking at legs first.

Her gaze landed on this face, as if a hand was slowly caressing it.

Oh, that high forehead, with a subtly revealed widow’s peak, like a brushstroke perfectly executed.

Oh, those slightly protruding brow bones like a Westerner’s, akin to the flower on the high peak, tempting one to kiss and worship.

Oh, that high, straight nose, it looked like it was molded into perfection! How can it be so flawless!

Oh, those lips, unexpectedly sensual and coolly red, even without smiling, they’re damn captivating!

And this superior jawline, this profile that makes hearts race with just one glance, even the long and thick lashes...

What the heck!

How can someone be so perfect?!

Ava Sterling’s mind was racing, waves crashing and confusing her.

In the modeling circle, there are plenty of good-looking faces and bodies, and Ava Sterling’s standards had long soared to the skies.

What’s worldly could no longer catch her eye.

But now, she had actually seen a man who hit every point of her aesthetic!

Is this forcing her to fall?

What the heck...

Countless unspeakable thoughts flashed through Ava Sterling’s mind, yet no one knew.

Only her predatory gaze was clearly caught by Mingzhu Cheng beside her.

Mingzhu Cheng chuckled, "I knew you’d like this type."

"To be honest, I wasn’t planning to come today, but I’ve been following this person for a long time. When I heard he was attending today, I had to be here."

"We’ve interacted for so many years, and you know I’ve seen countless people in the entertainment, modeling, and fashion circles, very few truly leave an impression."

"But this one, truly left an impression on me."

"Look at his figure, his demeanor, his face, what part doesn’t suit our Zi Zhi?"

"Exactly..."

Before she could finish, Mingzhu Cheng sighed with regret.

It seemed she shouldn’t even think about it.

Ava Sterling picked up her wine glass and drank all the champagne in it.

Her eyes were burning, anyone could tell what was in them.

The hunter’s strong possessiveness over its prey.

"I like it."

This resolute statement was filled with determination.

Mingzhu Cheng raised an eyebrow, looking at Ava Sterling.

Her eyes shone bright, the intense emotions adding a different flavor to those phoenix-like eyes, and the meticulously made-up face shone in this uniqueness, gleaming under the lights.

She was also quite satisfied with this face.

"Heh heh."

"Forget about it, you."

"Oh? Why?"

Ava Sterling’s gaze continued to flit over that face, even as she talked to Mingzhu Cheng, she wouldn’t look away.

It was as if she had finally gotten her hands on a treasure she couldn’t put down, losing even one glance felt like a loss.

"Haha, do you know who he is?"

Mingzhu Cheng watched as people surrounded the man as soon as he appeared.

But with his height advantage, even in the middle of a crowd, he was still easily seen.

A natural king.

A natural focal point.

"Who?"

Ava Sterling picked up the wine glass to drink. For some reason, looking at this face made her parched.

Only.

She looked down at the glass.

She had already drunk it all, not a drop left.

Frowning, Ava Sterling glanced around and saw wine set on the table next to her, she took a glass and drank a mouthful.

Only then was the heat in her body slightly alleviated.

Mingzhu Cheng looked at her and smiled meaningfully, replying, "His surname is Vaughn."

Ava Sterling’s gaze landed once more on the person surrounded by the crowd, looking at his deep eyes.

When looking at people, looking at their eyes is important. If someone has a good pair of eyes, they beat many others.

It’s like the finishing touch.

The person in view, with such an impeccably perfect face, had a pair of extremely deep eyes, making an already perfect scene even more so.

"Vaughn what?"

Watching him hold a wine glass and converse with those gathered around him, although the conversation mostly involved others speaking and him listening.

Occasionally he’d reply with a word or two.

One could say he was sparing with words.

Yet he portrayed the aura of a big shot impeccably.

Truly extraordinary!

Hearing Ava Sterling ask casually, it was evident her mind was entirely focused not on the conversation but on that mesmerizing face.

Mingzhu Cheng smiled helplessly, "Vaughn, of the Ji clan, a descendant of King Wen of Zhou."

Ava Sterling frowned, "What Ji clan? What descendant? What does that have to do with me? What’s his name? Where’s he from?"

Saying this, she picked up the wine glass and took another sip.

She found the wine particularly delicious tonight.

But as soon as she finished drinking, something suddenly flashed through her mind. She turned her head sharply, "What did you say? Vaughn?"

"The Vaughn Family of Aurelia?"

At this moment, Ava Sterling finally calmed down.

She looked at Mingzhu Cheng, her gaze turning piercingly sharp for an instant.

Seeing her expression, Mingzhu Cheng only assumed Ava finally understood which Vaughn she had meant, completely unaware of Ava’s turmoil.

"Heh heh, you finally snapped out of it?"

"Yes, it’s Vaughn of the Vaughn Family in Aurelia."

Vaughn, not a common surname.

But in Aurelia, it was a name known by many, for their power seemed to cover the sky in Aurelia.

The Vaughn Family, in Aurelia, was known by all.

Even babbling toddlers were learning to say Vaughn, hoping to make big money someday.

Ava Sterling’s heart pounded wildly as scenes from that shadowy night raced through her mind.

That night was pitch black, yet burning, chaotic.

But she clearly remembered the man’s figure from that wild night.

In darkness, one’s senses become extremely sharp.

Sharp enough that even now, recalling it, she could picture the figure she was entangled with in her mind.

And now...

Ava Sterling’s gaze slowly fell upon the person under the spotlight, not looking at his face, but his Adam’s apple, his neck, his suit, inching downward...