Chapter 227

Oscar tried to snatch her mouse, but Arabella beat him to the punch. “Did you think deleting it meant I

wouldn’t have copies?”

“What the hell are you trying to do?” Oscar couldn’t help but roar in anger, his face red with fury as he

glared at her.

“Calm down, I just want to clear up some things, Arabella replied, confidence radiating from her eyes.

She casually asked, “Over the past year, all the fabric scraps left from our production line, did you

have them all thrown into the waste site?”

Oscar guessed what she was getting at. “Why the hell should we keep useless scraps? To take up

space?”

“But as far as I know, you’ve been selling them and making a pretty penny…”

Arabella confidently stated, “Every month, you’ve been sending the leftover scraps to the waste site

where you meet with the recycling company’s people and sell the scraps for three bucks a hundred

pounds.”

Even though it’s only three bucks for a hundred pounds…

The amount of scraps generated each month was colossal, with a weight to match…

“All year round, just by selling scraps, you’ve pocketed sixty–nine thousand dollars, am I wrong, Mr.

Oscar?”

Oscar’s face turned ashen. He never thought she would dig into such a trivial matter!

There were no cameras at the waste site, and no one else was present at their transactions. How the

hell did she find out?

How could this be…

Ever since this woman took over the company, he felt like she knew everything, like he couldn’t hide

anything from her.

“It’s because there are records of the transactions,” Arabella answered his question in a leisurely

manner.

Oscar fumed in silence. Those damned fools! He had explicitly told them not to keep records, not to

leave evidence, but they didn’t listen! Look where that got them!

“By the way, do you remember the time you encouraged a bunch of employees to gamble online at the

company’s first–month celebration?” Arabella smugly asked.

Before the purchasing department head, the manager, the line leaders, and the warehouse supervisor

were arrested, they all mentioned it.

That night, everyone got hammered. Oscar bragged about a betting site where you could win big. He

even showed everyone his withdrawal amount, which was over sixty grand…

Although everyone was initially skeptical, some people started winning a lot of money after a few bets,

and could directly withdraw into their bank

accounts…

So they bet more and more, even inviting their friends and relatives.

Unexpectedly, the site kept raising the withdrawal limit. First, it said you needed fifty grand to withdraw,

so they put all their money in. Then it said you needed a hundred grand, so they borrowed a ton of

money. Even after betting several hundred grand, they couldn’t get their money back….

After owing a mountain of debt, Oscar coerced them into betraying the company…

They were all taken away by the police, but due to insufficient evidence, Oscar was soon released.

That’s right.” Oscar didn’t expect this little girl to care so much about it. “They were just unlucky, it has

nothing to do with me! I actually made a fortune!” Arabella’s slender fingers tapped on the keyboard,

then she clicked the mouse. A series of evidence appeared on the computer screen.

“I checked that site. You made a lot of money because all the funds people invested ended up in your

account.”

Arabella slightly raised the corners of her mouth, looking at the man in front of her, and said, “Which

means, from the beginning, you intended to scam everyone’s money!”

Oscar gaped at each transaction record displayed on the computer screen, finding it unbelievable and

feeling a chill creep up his spine.

How the hell did Arabella get these records?