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.

slender fingers on 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

good guys

Arabella casually started, “Now that everyone is here, spill

Bennett.” Mr. Charlie was scared

quickly exclaimed, “Ms. Bennett,

know anything.” The warehouse manager also tried to defend herself.

heads down, knowing

no one wants to fess up,” Arabella didn’t seem to be in a hurry, casually glancing at the people in front of her and saying, “Then I’ll have to guess.”

same as the

cotton fabric usually costs around 130 bucks.

the head of procurement has been buying in 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

you

“The young designers in the design department include too many elements in the new designs; they’re complex and consume a lot of fabric. It’s mainly consumed during production; it’s not my

seventy to eighty new items, but only twenty to thirty arrived at the warehouse, how could they possibly agree? Their wages are calculated

a huge

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

times and then turned the screen towards her.

at different times, these three suppliers make transfers to your personal account. If this

expected Arabella to find out all this.

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

warehouse manager was terrified and

company’s surveillance and the surveillance of

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

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