Sixteen Years Ago...

He had been with the company for more than a decade already, and not once had he ridden the private elevator with his boss. This was a first, and it took him a moment to compose himself.

He slowly walked into the elevator while excusing himself as he stood next to Jeff.

He waited for his boss to ask the question, but when he didn't say a word, he just stood there like a log holding his breath.

Ann, who was standing on the other side of Jeff while Ava was next to her mother, bent over to whisper something to Ava.

"Isn't it funny how people much older than your father have to bend over backward just to make him happy?" 

Ava only nodded while secretly looking at the older man beside her father from the corner of her eyes. Then she also did the same thing and checked out her father's face. Two indented dimples popped on her young face.