Oscar tried to snatch her mouse, but Arabella beat him to the punch. "Did you think deleting it meant I wouldn't have copies?"
"What the hell are you trying to do?" Oscar couldn't help but roar in anger, his face red with fury as he glared at her.
"Calm down, I just want to clear up some things," Arabella replied, confidence radiating from her eyes. She casually asked, "Over the past year, all the fabric scraps left from our production line, did you have them all thrown into the waste site?"
Oscar guessed what she was getting at. "Why the hell should we keep useless scraps? To take up space?"
"But as far as I know, you've been selling them and making a pretty penny…"
Arabella confidently stated, "Every month, you've been sending the leftover scraps to the waste site where you meet with the recycling company's people and sell the scraps for three bucks a hundred pounds."
Even though it's only three bucks for a hundred pounds...
The amount of scraps generated each month was colossal, with a weight to match...
"All year round, just by selling scraps, you've pocketed sixty-nine thousand dollars, am I wrong, Mr. Oscar?"
Oscar's face turned ashen. He never thought she would dig into such a trivial matter!
There were no cameras at the waste site, and no one else was present at their transactions. How the hell did she find out?
How could this be...
Ever since this woman took over the company, he felt like she knew everything, like he couldn't hide anything from her.
"It's because there are records of the transactions," Arabella answered his question in a leisurely manner.
Oscar fumed in silence. Those damned fools! He had explicitly told them not to keep records, not to leave evidence, but they didn't listen!
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