Chapter Four

Ava’s POV

It has been exactly one week since Ethan proposed to Ivana. The company had become unbearable for me, and I just had to resign. I had been looking for some other company that would not just retain my salary rate, but would also appreciate the value of my work. It would sound funny, but my success now was also going to be my revenge, and I didn't intend to take it lightly on Ethan, especially for how he ditched me.

Going through my phone randomly, I came across an email that hid in the spam session. Strange. I had made myself available for top positions online once, and I'm getting to see this email now?

“Glint,” I whispered the company’s name only for Mrs Cordelia to clear her throat from the entrance of my room.

“May I come in?” She asked politely.

“Of course,” I quickly put my phone aside to pay attention to her. She was carrying a medium-sized box, but from the look on her face, I could tell that she was unsure of the content.

“I didn't place any order, though,” I furrowed my brows.

“It's not from you, Ava. His was the parcel I went to get on the day my father died. Miss Ivana called not too long ago, and she said that it was for you.”

I nodded for her to leave it on the vanity.

“Did she tell you what is inside?”

“No. She just said that I should make sure it gets to you.”

“Alright, then. You may leave.”

I glanced at the box with uncertainty. If the package was meant for me, why was I getting it now even though it has been more than a week since my dad's death. Also, why would Ivana care to send me a package if not because it could be the end of me.

I quickly picked my phone up and went through the invitation from Glint. After my research, it turned out to be a nice and well renowned company, which always came after Ethan's company during the award of recognition event that is held annually.

The email dated three days ago, so I could not possibly look desperate if I showed up at the company today. I quickly changed into a corporate gown, black heels to match, and tied my hair up to a bun.

“You are most welcome, Miss Ava Scott,” the men at the security post bowed slightly.

Stunned wasn't enough to describe how I felt. Perhaps, the Scott's legacy went before the faces of each Scott, but this… this felt a bit different. All the staff welcomed me as if my presence here wasn't new or as if they had been pre-informed that I was going to be coming today.

“Please, Ma'am, you may take a seat,” the man in his late twenties spoke politely after whim I assumed to be his secretary walked me to his office. I shook my hand before I did and instructed that two cups of coffee should be brought.

“It's really not necessary,” I tried to dismiss the offer, but he insisted.

“So, you are welcome to one of the high ranked companies in New York and I'm pleased to announce to you that you just found a huge favour in the sight of the CEO,” he smiled.

“I'm sorry, but are you not the CEO? I mean, you make it sound like you are two different persons,” I smiled with slight uneasiness.

He leaned further into his chair with a blank smile.

“Well, the outside world doesn't know this yet, but consider the evidence of how well you are welcomed into Glint. I am only a humble servant to the CEO himself. Nothing more.”

With that, he offered to show me around when he saw how disappointed I was in hearing that he wasn't the CEO. Not that it mattered, but I just felt disappointed.

I couldn't help but notice that the company had so much resemblance with that of my dad's, which made it even more difficult for me to forget about my father's betrayal.

“Here,” he placed a large envelope into my hands. “It contains properly documented files of your allowances, your salary, and the benefits you'll be getting while working in the company. We hope you like what you see and you'll come back when you've made up your mind to join us officially.”

“Don't you think you're forgetting something? Like an interview or something?” I couldn't hide the astonishment this time.

“You brought your father's company for five years straight, Miss Ava Scott. Those years are proof of your competence,” he smiled. “Besides, this phase just began. Stay tuned for more.”

I glanced from the envelope to him, with my jaw slightly ajar. Really, what was going on? He led me back to the office where I didn't spend so much time before I left the premises to go back home.

‘This phase just began. Stay tuned.’

The words kept ringing in my head until I got home. I tossed the envelope close to the box before deciding to take a shower, only for me to come back to see that I had missed several calls from Ethan.

“We need to talk,” his text read, and although he has been an asshole since the past weeks, I still couldn't deny the urgency in his text.

I scoffed. Perhaps, he had just realised what kind of devil Ivana could be, and it was too late because I wasn't going to welcome him back no matter how much he begged. I picked the envelope up to go through its contents, but an abrupt knock made its way to my door.

“I'm sorry, Ava. Mr Ethan said he's here to see you.”