Let Me Stay The Night

Christina’s face darkened instantly. “I’ll take care of it, Grandma.”

Azure nodded in understanding and refrained from causing any further difficulties for her.

Christina shot up from her seat and said, “I’m full, Grandma. I’m heading upstairs now.”

She turned around and glared at Anya before making her way up.

Upon returning to her room, Christina eagerly opened her laptop to search for Anya’s financial statements. However, to her surprise, she discovered that all the statements had been covertly altered, leaving almost no trace of any discrepancies to be found.

She knew something was amiss with the figures, but there was nothing she could do.

Suddenly, her phone rang. It was a text from Sheridan, extending an invitation to have lunch together

tomorrow.

Didn’t Sheridan exchange numbers with me to appease the elders? Why is he asking me out now? Oh, wait. Isn’t he good at accounting? Maybe he’ll be able to help.

Without hesitation, Christina agreed to his invitation. She believed that developing a closer relationship with him might provide her with an opportunity to seek his assistance.

After replying to the text, Christina took a shower and rested for the night.

The next day at noon, they met at a café.

Sunlight streamed through the window as Sheridan sat in his chair, dressed in a sleek suit and a deep blue striped tie, exuding an elegant and modest charm.

When Christina approached, he greeted her with a gentle smile and asked, “What would you like to drink? This café serves excellent coffee.”

Christina ordered a latte, and as they engaged in casual conversation, she finally brought up the question. “Sheridan, how does your company charge if your client wants to conduct financial investigations?”

“It depends on the circumstances and the client’s needs. Are you in need of such services?” Sheridan’s gaze deepened as he responded with another question.

have a well–established accounting team and would not easily grant

a favor from you, but you must keep it

met her gaze and reassured her, “As a professional accountant committed to upholding confidentiality, I’ll certainly help if

work then?” Christina’s eagerness to uncover

nodded in agreement. “All right.”

the evening approached, Christina diligently copied the necessary accounting documents onto an encrypted flash drive.

called. “Christina, have you taken your

to meet you first,” Christina said while packing her

for

about to leave, bumped into Anya. With a dark expression on her face, Anya questioned, “Christina, why didn’t

city, and it was supposed to be a one–day trip. But you stayed for three days and had an extravagant meal that cost tens of thousands. You’ve worked in Gibson

finance department needed Christina to approve

wouldn’t understand

seasoned employee in a leadership role, if you are unable to grasp such fundamental boundaries, perhaps it’s time for me to consider finding a replacement for

her briefcase and walked

at her retreating figure, her eyes filled with an intense desire to pierce her

a folder. A colleague of his from the finance department was

investigate these billing issues to see

we can start by examining a portion of it to get

the documents to his colleague and said, “Take a look at these accounts and see if

me a moment.” The colleague took the documents

the untrained eye, the data appeared to be in order, but in the hands of an experienced accountant, it could reveal hidden patterns and irregularities.

and sit over there,”

“All right.”

prepared some light refreshments since I reckon you hadn’t had dinner. I hope you’re okay

of fresh air for Christina. She had never encountered someone so refined and courteous and

offered her a cup of tea. “Give this roselle tea a try. It’s caffeine- free so it won’t disrupt your