The news about the Willing Angels Foundation using the donation fund to purchase substandard goods and supplying them as quality products continued to spread like wildfire.

No matter how the foundation's upper management explained, the public was reluctant to believe them and merely assumed they were attempting to whitewash the accusations by manipulating the statements to their advantage.

Many people even requested Betty, the renowned philanthropist, and the foundation's person in charge to make an appearance and provide the public with an account.

Because of the influence of the scandal, the progress of procuring relief items also slowed down. Those who wanted to donate to the foundation refrained from doing so, while those who had donated requested the Willing Angels Foundation to give them a full refund.

In an instant, the foundation's operation was paralyzed.

Bailey was infuriated by those idiotic netizens on the internet, and she blamed those trolls for misleading the public.

Subsequently, someone exposed the corruption of one of the foundation's higher-ups for embezzling a few hundred million and turning the donation by society for years into their own pocket money.

The release of that information worsened the situation for the foundation amidst its predicament and also sparked rage among citizens.

In the living room of the Luther residence, a fashionably dressed young woman craned her neck while continuously gazing at the door, seemingly waiting for someone's arrival.

A few seconds later, Bailey entered.

The young woman hastily got to her feet and strode up to Bailey. “Ms. Bailey, I've finally got to meet with you. You prohibited us from contacting you, so we didn't feel it was appropriate to disturb you. I came here immediately after receiving your call.”

Bailey smiled and patted her shoulder. “Yulissa, you did well. I made the right decision to let you handle the foundation.”

Yulissa Childs was the Willing Angels Foundation's second in command. As Bailey had to deal with other matters all the time, she had left Yulissa to be in charge of the foundation.

“Ms. Bailey, I feel ashamed to receive your compliment. I'm sorry for my negligence in monitoring the foundation's senior executives, allowing the finance department director to embezzle a large amount of money and causing the public to think we have deliberately siphoned off the money for our own use now.”

Bailey arched her brow. “So, Dean Worrell did line his pockets with three hundred million from the fund?”

Yulissa nodded. Then she recalled something and frantically shook her head. “He did commit a white-collar crime, but the amount is not as staggering as three hundred million. He embezzled at most a few million.”

Bailey furrowed her brows slightly. No wonder the others are tarnishing the foundation's reputation. My failure to keep tabs on my subordinates is why this crisis arose.

“Is there evidence of his wrongdoings?”

Yulissa nodded. “I checked the entire account and noticed a deficit of around nine million. This sum was transferred to a bank in Spaunia. After investigating the user registration information, we discovered Dean used his mistress' ID card to open the account.”

Bailey grunted in response before uttering casually, “Since this matter has already been investigated, we shall report our findings as they are to the public.”

Yulissa widened her eyes and stared at Bailey in utter disbelief. She hurriedly shook her head and said, “That won't do, Ms. Bailey. We cannot do that. Once we admit Dean had indeed helped himself to the donation fund, everyone will think that you instructed him or condoned his action. What if this revelation blemishes your image?”

Bailey couldn't help but laugh. “Do you think my good name can be spared if we avoid publicizing the evidence of Dean's corruption? Don't be naïve. I won't come out of this mess unscathed since he's one of the foundation's senior executives.”

Yulissa gradually lowered her head and said in a muffled voice, “I'm sorry, Ms. Bailey. My dereliction of duty had given him the opportunity to commit embezzlement right under my nose. Worst of all, someone got the dirt on him and exposed his misuse of funds.”

Unfazed, Bailey waved her hand. “Dean handles the foundation's finance, so it would be difficult to guard against him if he were determined to embezzle the fund. Don't blame yourself, and do as I say. Hold a press conference, declare evidence of Dean's misappropriation to the public, and then surrender him to the Department of Justice.”

Yulissa gritted her teeth and tried refuting, “But—”
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