Ava stood at the entrance, bending over to hand them their shoes, brand-new men's slippers, clearly prepared especially for the occasion.

"This is Ava," Isabella introduced with a beaming smile. She then whispered in Ava's ear, "He's Asher's father."

Ava nodded quickly, her face filled with a loving smile. She had only seen Andrew once at the hospital after Isabella gave birth to Asher. She never expected this unemployed wanderer to transform into a billionaire; it was quite surprising.

"Ava, hello," Andrew greeted politely and gently.

"Hello, please come in," Ava said, somewhat flustered, looking at the handsome Andrew with great satisfaction.

"Ava, why are you blocking the door? Invite...