The Princess and the Paupers

Chapter 133

Chapter 133

Mr. Charlie was all at sea. He’d set a new password when he left the warehouse. If there was someone in there, how the hell did they get out?

There’s no way they could’ve cracked that complex password system.

But if the warehouse was empty, what’s the deal with the recording inside? Was the warehouse really under surveillance?

Did the warehouse manager betray them?

“Dean, go fetch the warehouse manager.” Arabella’s words made the three people in the room uneasy.

The other employees outside the office were gobsmacked. The warehouse manager had issues too?

Good Lord, what a hot mess the management was!

No wonder the company didn’t make any progress after a year!

So many problems were gnawing at the company.

The warehouse manager seemed to be in her early twenties, wearing glasses and looking all quiet–not the type who would stab the company in the back.

When Dean called her, she knew she couldn’t hide it anymore. With a sobbing voice, she murmured, “Ms. Bennett

Although she was older than Arabella, Arabella’s aura frightened her, and she didn’t dare meet Arabella’s gaze.

the table, scanning the four people in the room. “Oh right, we’re missing one more. Bring the head of the procurement department.” The other employees outside the door were stunned. Even the head of procurement

good guys

there, Arabella casually started, “Now that

Mr. Charlie was scared out of his wits.

“Ms. Bennett, I have nothing to do with

warehouse manager also tried to

heads down, knowing there

up,” Arabella didn’t seem to be in a hurry, casually glancing at the people in front

price for each type of fabric is almost the same as the market price. But

130 bucks. If you partner

bulk at a price of 150. At this price, a roll of a hundred meters of fabric can make at least seventy to eighty new items, but when it arrives

you

“The young designers in the design department include too many elements in the new designs; they’re complex and consume a

to eighty new items, but only twenty to thirty arrived at the warehouse, how could they possibly agree?

a huge difference!

fifty pieces were sold elsewhere by you guys and the money earned was shared among you?” Arabella casually/suggested, “What if you agreed with the cloth supplier on a price of 80 bucks per hundred meters of fabric but wrote 150 on the

the computer a few times and then turned the screen towards

three suppliers make transfers to your personal account. If this isn’t kickbacks,

was stunned. She hadn’t expected Arabella to find

issues with the purchase amount, quantity, and quality.” Arabella’s gaze shifted to the quiet girl in front. “There are issues with

was terrified and stammered, “Ms.

the surveillance

keyboard, and countless surveillance images appeared on the computer screen,

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