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.

more. Bring the head of

good guys left in

there, Arabella casually started, “Now that everyone is

was scared out of his wits.

exclaimed, “Ms. Bennett,

know anything.” The warehouse manager also tried to defend

kept their heads down, knowing there

wants to fess up,” Arabella didn’t seem to be in a hurry, casually glancing at the people in front of her and saying,

of fabric is almost the same as the market price. But if you’re in a long-term partnership with

regular pure cotton fabric usually costs around 130 bucks. If you partner long–term, you can get it for

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 at

Bennett, you

elements in the new designs; they’re

workers on the production line really made seventy to eighty new items, but only twenty to thirty arrived at the warehouse, how could

huge

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

computer a few times and then turned the

three cloth suppliers. Each month, at different times, these three suppliers make transfers to your personal account. If this isn’t

hadn’t expected Arabella

and quality.” Arabella’s gaze shifted to the quiet girl in front. “There are issues with the intake and output. Now it’s your

terrified and stammered, “Ms. Bennett, I didn’t.”

company’s surveillance and the surveillance of

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

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