บท 16: Who Is This Lady?

Since coming to work at the Larsons, Ava has been busy from morning to night, having endless work to do every day.

On this day, Ava arrived at the company half an hour early, wanting to finish the unfinished work from yesterday. Because it was not yet time to come to work, the large department was empty, and only Ava was there sorting out the documents.

Hearing the ruffling noise coming from inside the office, Franklin looked through the glass wall and saw a busy little figure with surprise in his eyes. The woman who got off Tristan's car?

He lowered his head to glance at the Patek Philippe watch on his right wrist, his brows slightly furrowed.

Employees generally followed the company's stipulated working and leaving times. Since they dared not be late for work, they would always make sure they didn't do more work after their shifts ended.

But here, a young lady in one of the offices stood beside a printer, binding the printed materials one by one. Seeing the figure with her back to him, his eyes dimmed.

At this moment, Gareth Dawson, dressed in a suit and tie, just walked out of the elevator when he saw Franklin standing silently in the corridor outside the logistics department. He frowned in confusion and walked forward. "Boss, you're here so early."

Franklin would not come to the company in person except to sign important documents and hold special meetings. As Franklin's personal assistant, he naturally knew his schedule.

"Find out about this lady." He withdrew his gaze, gave an order, and then walked into the president's special elevator.

After watching Franklin go away, Gareth Dawson turned around and looked at the logistics department.

He was the chief secretary of the Larsons Group. He had to come to work early every day to personally help the president prepare meeting manuscripts and arrange itineraries.

But the employees were different. No one would work hard after work-shifts. Why was she here so early?

He really didn't know what the woman in the office was thinking. Should he say that she loved her job so much or should he say that she was just being silly?

He sighed and turned to walk towards the Human Resources Department.

Ava stacked the prepared documents together and was about to send them over when the employees came to work one after another.

A voluptuous woman with heavy makeup and a sexy off-shoulder dress entered the logistics department and saw Ava walking out with a large stack of information. She raised her head and deliberately stretched out a foot.

In a hurry to deliver the information, Ava didn't pay attention to the road under her feet. She staggered and the report in her hand all scattered on the floor.

He looked at the initiator angrily. "Hey, what did you do that for? Do you think it's funny?"

"Oops! You better watch where you're going." Facing Ava's angry question, the charming woman spoke frankly, with a sarcastic smile on her face, and walked away with her hips moving in rhythm with her catwalks.

She looked at the woman in anger, but squatted down and picked up the papers one by one. Anyway, it was not the first time that she was being teased like this, so there was no need to get too angry about it. She calmed herself down and walked out of the logistics department.

She took the elevator to the 28th floor, walked through the corridors, and arrived at the administrative department.

Looking at the staff, busy walking back and forth, Ava didn't know who to give the information to, so she looked around to find someone to ask.

There was a group of female employees gossiping at a table, chattering non-stop. She walked over and was about to ask. "Hello, excuse me..."

No one paid any attention to her and she couldn't get a word in. She could only stand there quietly and wait for them to finish speaking.

"I heard that the new president of the company is coming here today to hold an important meeting. Does that mean most of us will have a chance to see his face for the first time? Will he be as handsome as the rumors say?" The female employee in a white suit asked with relish.