Internet Breaking: The Powerful CEO Reveals His Supermodel Wife-Chapter 519: That’s Not Her

Poe Vaughn gazed ahead, his hand on the steering wheel. His eyes were profound, and in the darkening night, his profile appeared even more three-dimensional. Especially that high nose bridge and perfect jawline, truly Aphrodite’s greatest masterpiece, so flawlessly stunning it was breathtaking.

Ava Sterling looked at this person whose emotions were entirely inscrutable, impossible to read. She blinked her eyelashes and then withdrew her gaze, saying, "I know about this matter. Is there anything else?"

"There isn’t anything else, but do let me know in advance before you come back, so I can arrange for the teacher to leave."

"Alright, I got it."

After speaking, Ava Sterling hung up the phone. However, before hanging up, she thought of something and picked up the phone again, saying, "Send me all the advertisements, magazines, and photos produced by Omnisphere. I want to see the results they achieved."

"Okay."

Once the call ended, Ava Sterling looked at Poe Vaughn again.

Poe Vaughn did not look at her, continually focused on the road ahead, his gaze calm, as if he hadn’t heard the conversation between Ava Sterling and Lauren Howell.

Lauren Howell wondered if Poe Vaughn would overthink. Honestly, she really didn’t know. After all, he was a person with deep thoughts, and even if he felt uncomfortable, he wouldn’t show it. She wasn’t the type to overthink alone; she would directly say or ask whatever was on her mind.

Therefore...

Ava Sterling’s eyes shifted, and her lips parted, ready to speak directly.

But just as she was about to speak, her phone buzzed with an incoming message from Lauren Howell.

Ava Sterling stopped herself from speaking, then shifted her gaze from Poe Vaughn to look at the message from Lauren Howell.

It was a link to an advertisement, followed by official photos, videos, magazines, all sent over, causing Ava Sterling’s phone to buzz continuously.

Ava Sterling clicked on the advertisement to directly observe the results presented within.

They had gone to several locations for the shoot, and this advertisement was shot at a beach. She wore a thin, gauzy dress, her long hair flowing loosely as she walked barefoot on the beach. Occasionally, she would gaze at the sea, the sky, and the distant scenery. The sea breeze played with her long hair and the gauze on her body, her skin glowing with a golden hue under the sunlight, very beautiful.

Ava Sterling watched herself in the camera, viewing her own performance from an audience’s perspective, observing her expression, appearance, and demeanor, with deep focus.

It was as if she wasn’t watching herself but someone else, judging the person’s performance in the advertisement from a professional standpoint.

The advertisement was accompanied by soothing violin music, fluctuating in sync with the character’s performance in the video.

Ava Sterling played the advertisement directly, not bothering to use earphones around Poe Vaughn, allowing him to hear it as she did.

And at the moment the music played, Poe Vaughn’s eyes shifted.

Within them, a depth of emotion surfaced, growing in the falling night.

In that moment, the car fell silent, with only the music filling the space.

Ava Sterling no longer looked at Poe Vaughn; her thoughts were entirely absorbed in the advertisement. Having learned acting for some time now, she could better discern the quality of ads.

The setting was a beach, and the time was around two or three in the afternoon, with ample lighting. Because of this, the sunlight bathed the earth and all within the frame in a glowing halo. It was in this gleam she walked, following its path ahead. It seemed as though, apart from her, there was no one else in this world—no chaos, no noise, no night, only day. Here, she felt immensely stable and at peace. Suddenly, someone appeared in the distance, and she paused, looked over, and the corner of her mouth curved, a smile appearing on her face.

In that moment, everything around changed, becoming softer and more soothing. The temperature, sunlight, sea, violin—the entirety of it became romantic.

Ava Sterling looked at her smile in the camera, her eyes squinting slightly, surrounded by sunlight. Gold fell on her cheeks, light dancing on her eyelashes, her smile like a blossom of light, incredibly beautiful.

Ava Sterling’s heart raced, eyes widening in surprise, watching her performance in awe—she was so beautiful.

Was this truly her?

Probably not.

Ava Sterling knew herself extremely well—her temperament couldn’t be clearer, and while she knew she was beautiful, she’d never associated herself with gentleness.

But now, the image of herself in the lens—what else could it be but gentle?

At that moment, Ava Sterling felt as if she had discovered a new world looking at herself, finding it incredulous.

Could she truly smile so gently? It must not be her but rather a long-lost twin sister.

Finding it hard to believe she produced such an effective result, Ava Sterling watched the advertisement repeatedly, oscillating from shock and disbelief to doubt, then to reluctant acceptance, ultimately still unable to believe it was her.

It was almost like another person entirely.

Ava Sterling felt she needed to call Lauren Howell to ask how she ended up filming something like this—was it really her?

Quickly, Ava Sterling dialed out.

Poe Vaughn sat beside her, steadily driving, not speaking, not moving, as if Ava Sterling was alone in the car.

However, with the violin music playing over and over in the car, repeating, his gaze turned, landing on the person next to him.

A pair of bright eyes lay wide open, even her lips parted, eyes full of amazement and disbelief.

Her expressions were incredibly rich, clearly reflecting her tumultuous emotions of the moment.

All these emotional fluctuations stemmed from the phone in her hand.

Poe Vaughn’s gaze fell on Ava Sterling’s phone, from his angle just seeing the advertisement playing, starring none other than Ava Sterling herself.

Watching the advertisement, observing the person within, his eyes slightly shifted, withdrawing his gaze, his foot pressing harder on the accelerator.

Instantly, the car sped up faster than before.

Ava Sterling didn’t notice the increase in speed as she was wholly engrossed in her advertisement. She called Lauren Howell, listening to the ringing tone, her brows furrowed, her demeanor very serious.

This expression really was quite amusing.

"Ava."

Shortly, the call connected, and Lauren Howell’s voice came through.

Ava Sterling immediately said, "Isn’t there something wrong with this advertisement?"