Chapter 864

"Ms. Sanchez, could you point out where you think there's an issue with this quote? I'll have a look."

Gideon was the one who had just taken the call, and he hurried over to Dorothy, looking all kinds of

anxious.

"I've put together a detailed spreadsheet," Dorothy explained, her voice tinged with concern.

"Comparing it to the quote this company gave to the Lopez Corporation last time, the prices haven't

gone down—they've actually gone up. There haven't been any whispers about a price hike lately, so

scarcity isn't an issue. What's with the sudden spike?"

Before Dorothy could continue, Ophelia flashed her a smile, "Ms. Sanchez, could I have a word with

you in private, please?"

Dorothy was confused. She glanced at Gideon and then back at Ophelia, a seed of doubt planted

firmly in her mind.

She couldn't fathom why she and Ophelia would need a private chat. Even though Ophelia had sent

her flowers as an apology and Dorothy had reciprocated with a thank-you gift, their communication

hadn't gone beyond that.

Without waiting for Dorothy's consent, Ophelia took her aside.

"Ms. Sanchez, here's the thing... The issue with the pricing—it's not Gideon's fault. It's on me. I was

helping him out with the price list and accidentally entered the wrong figures!"

Dorothy frowned, "Entered the wrong figures?"

"Yeah."

"Do you realize that if I hadn't caught this mistake, just with these two materials alone, your error

could have netted Gideon two million, maybe even more?"

Ophelia's guilt was written all over her face as she awkwardly fiddled with her lip, "I—I had no

idea..."

"That's quite the oversight, don't you think? I might not be so inclined to believe you." Dorothy was

no stranger to this sort of thing. There had been others who tried to funnel company funds into their

pockets, so her mind naturally went there first.

"It's true! As soon as Gideon pointed it out, I double-checked and realized it was my mistake! Ms.

Sanchez... please, could you possibly not report this? Let it slide?"

If Dorothy pushed for an official investigation, then even if Ophelia's mistake was just that—an

accident—she'd likely be reassigned and wouldn't have a chance to work on financially sensitive

projects ever again.

Dorothy paused but ultimately decided to go by the book. "I'm sorry, but I can't let it slide. Someone

has to be held accountable for this blunder."

"But it was just a mistake! Can't I just correct it now?"

"Do I need to repeat myself?" Dorothy's stance was firm and stubborn, "What you did could be

construed as tampering with the quotes. This isn't a trivial matter."

Otherwise, she wouldn't have dropped everything to check the material costs in the market

personally.

"Why can't it be a trivial matter? As long as you don't talk today, it's like it never happened!" Ophelia

was desperate, speaking without thinking, "Ms. Sanchez, you're on your way out anyway; why do

you have to be so by the book? Why not leave us with a good impression, huh?"

A good impression?

Dorothy couldn't help but laugh. "And when did you consider leaving a good impression on me?"

Ophelia was rendered speechless.

"Ophelia, from the moment I stepped out of the car, and you pulled me aside, your so-called

honesty lost all credibility with me! But whatever comes of the investigation is not my concern. It's

up to the company to deal with it. I'm only responsible for reporting the situation."

Seeing Dorothy was determined to blow the whistle, Ophelia lost her temper, too. "Do you really

think you're above it all, Ms. Sanchez? That's called being heartless! You're like a cold-blooded

creature! No wonder everyone's whispering that Mr. Lopez has dumped you. I think you're just not

good enough for him!"