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.

and would not easily grant outsiders access to examine the company’s

need a favor from you,

a professional accountant committed to upholding confidentiality, I’ll certainly help if you

I meet you after work then?” Christina’s eagerness to uncover all the evidence of Anya’s embezzlement was palpable.

agreement. “All

the evening approached, Christina diligently copied the necessary accounting documents onto

called. “Christina, have you taken

plan to meet you first,” Christina said while packing her

right. I’ll wait for

the phone, Christina, who was about to leave, bumped into Anya. With a dark expression on her

only went on a short business trip to the neighboring 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 Corporation for so many years, so don’t tell me you don’t know the

needed Christina to approve

“My business negotiations require a great deal of effort. You wouldn’t understand the lengths I have to go to secure those deals. How dare you

not back down. “As a 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

grabbed her briefcase and walked

glared at her retreating figure, her eyes filled with an intense desire

at Sheridan’s office with a folder. A colleague

“I want to investigate these billing issues to see if any money has been

amount of time to investigate thoroughly, but we can start by examining a portion of it to get an initial understanding of the problem,” Sheridan replied.

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

moment.” The colleague took the documents and sat down at the desk, carefully

the data appeared to be in order, but in the hands of an experienced accountant, it could

go and sit over

“All right.”

I reckon you hadn’t had dinner. I hope you’re okay with this.” “Yeah, of course. Thanks for being so considerate,” Christina responded with

had never encountered

a cup of tea. “Give this roselle tea a