Luxury on the Company Dime: A Girlfriend's Bill and a Boss' Wrath

The staff at the entrance seemed a little taken aback. Everyone's gaze carried an unmistakable trace of contempt when they looked at me.

"I'm sorry, miss, that won't be possible," the staff replied.

Lizzie took his words to her advantage. She shook her head at me with a sneer. "You heard what he said. You're not allowed to go in. After all, the staff can't guarantee your character when you have a habit of cheating!"

As if right on cue, everyone instantly burst out laughing.

I smiled nonchalantly. "It's fine. I can wait for you outside."

However, my calm reaction only made Lizzie angrier. She rolled her eyes at me and snapped, "There's no need for that. You're done here, now just leave."

"Alright." With that, I left without sparing her another glance.

I sent the video I'd just organized to Lawrence when I went back to the garage to get my car. "Compile this into a document and send it to me."

These were all concrete evidence of workplace bullying and defamation against me. Even if some of the charges couldn't be proven, they were still enough for me to fire them.

When I reached home at night, I received a notification that there was barely any money left on the company card.

A sudden decline in working capital was a serious blow to the company. However, I wasn't anxious at all. I intended to make Julius bear the full consequences alone.

Within the short span of a week, Lizzie had spent all the money on the card and racked up an additional six million dollars in debt. She bought countless clothes and handbags for herself, and even purchased the exact same model of car as mine.

While Lizzie was indulging in her shopping spree, I quietly gathered evidence of the crimes she'd committed.

On the day I'd prepared all the evidence, Lizzie entered my office with her arm wrapped around Julius' arm just as I was about to call the police.

Looking worn from travel, Julius didn't even bother to put away his suitcase before coming straight to me in a fit of anger.

"Everyone else might not know that Lizzie is my wife, but why are you pretending that you don't? I know you like me, but let me make this clear. I've never felt the same for you," he declared.

I felt so repulsed that goosebumps rose all over my skin.

"You think I like you?" I echoed.

"What else could it be? Did you really think you did a great job at hiding it? Why else would you come to my company to work as the finance officer if you didn't like me?" His tone brimmed with conviction.

I couldn't help but let out a cold sneer at his words.

One of the reasons I became the finance officer was because my family owned shares in the company.

The other reason was because his father, William Sanford, felt uneasy about leaving the company in Julius' hands. He'd sought me out repeatedly, pleading for me to join the company.

Lizzie shook Julius' arm and spoke out with a tone filled with grievance. "Hubby, I wanted to buy a car, but she refused to reimburse it…"

Julius glared at me and snapped, "Why didn't you reimburse her car?"

I looked at them suspiciously. "You already took the company card. Why do you still need me to reimburse you?"

But it didn't take long for it to click.

"Drop the act! The card wouldn't go through when I tried to pay. This must've been your doing!" she exclaimed.

It suddenly dawned on me that the card had hit the spending limit. The bank had frozen the funds.

"There's no more money in the card. That's why it wouldn't go through—"

"That's impossible. There were still around three million dollars in the card when I left!" Julius quickly cut me off.

He knocked impatiently on the desk and demanded, "Hurry up and hand over the money!"

I spread my hands out in resignation. "There's really nothing left. But I do have the statements with me. Do you want to take a look at them?"

Julius was so consumed by self-doubt at that moment that he was completely oblivious to Lizzie's unusual reaction.

"Give them to me."

"They're all debt statements," I explained patiently before handing him the thick stack of documents.

"How could this happen?" Moments later, his panicked shout nearly tore through my office.

Julius' face was completely devoid of color. He lost his balance and collapsed on the chair. "How did the company end up owing so much money?"