Chapter 270

Chapter 270:

Having private property always gave a company a more professional image.

As noon approached, a luxury car smoothly pulled up to the curb. Fernanda’s memory was sharp, and it didn’t take long for her to recognize the vehicle—it was the same one Joselyn had used when she came to visit Fernanda.

Before long, Joselyn and Ava appeared at the main entrance of Ross Group. They walked side by side, chatting and laughing as if nothing were amiss. Ava’s flight was set for the next day, a detail Fernanda had confirmed with Soren the night before. Despite the looming farewell, there wasn’t a hint of sorrow in their expressions or behavior.

By mid-afternoon, the luxury car reappeared, pulling up to the curb once again. Joselyn and Ava stepped out, still deep in conversation, and made their way back into the Ross Group building.

Fernanda finished the last of her coffee, set the empty cup down, and stood up. Autumn had settled in, and with it the weather was cooling steadily. The afternoon sun felt gentle now, no longer as harsh as it had been during the summer. The warmth was soothing, almost comforting.

Inside the lobby of Ross Group, the air conditioning was set too high. After standing for a while, the coolness began to nip at Fernanda, making her feel a little chilly.

Fernanda walked over to the reception desk and said politely, “Excuse me, I’d like to see Ava.”

The receptionist glanced at her curiously, confusion flickering in her eyes. “Are you her schoolmate?” she asked.

“Yes,” Fernanda replied with a friendly smile and a nod.

“If you’re really her schoolmate, then you should know that she doesn’t like visitors here,” the receptionist said sharply. “You’ll need to reach out to her yourself.”

Fernanda was dressed simply in a white shirt, a short denim skirt, and plain white sneakers—nothing flashy or expensive to catch the eye. The receptionist, however, was quick to judge, sizing people up based on appearances.

In her eyes, Fernanda seemed like one of those pretty but poor girls, likely harboring some ulterior motive. There were only two possible reasons someone like her would show up asking for Ava: either she was in urgent need of help—probably to borrow money—or she had other plans, hoping to meet someone influential at Ross Group and climb the ladder quickly.

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In a city like Esaham, where living costs were high, it was nearly impossible to thrive without real skills or connections. Many people, especially those without resources, often sought shortcuts by using whatever advantages they had. To the receptionist, it was clear that Fernanda belonged to that group, and she looked down on her.

“I came to see Ava because she’s leaving abroad soon,” Fernanda said with a calm smile, unaffected by the receptionist’s dismissive tone. “Could you please call her for me? I’d like to speak with her.”

Fernanda had already tried reaching Ava, but her calls went unanswered—the number had been deactivated.

“Who exactly are you? Why should I help you contact Miss Ross?” the receptionist demanded. “Either reach out to her on your own or wait for her to come down.”

Fernanda paused for a moment, weighing her options. Deciding it wasn’t worth the trouble, she walked over to the lounge area and took a seat.

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