My Wife Paid for My Death

I took my phone out and logged into my bank application.

Sure enough, I noticed a deposit of eight million dollars into my account ten minutes prior.

Richard barked, "Jack, what do you have to say for yourself?"

My colleagues looked at me with even more condescension.

"The evidence is right in front of him! See how he gets out of this! Just call the police to arrest him!"

"We worked so hard for the company just to earn a living. What right does he get to take the company's money?"

Anger spread quickly throughout the entire office.

Everyone was an employee doing more or less the same work. Of course, none of them were happy to see a colleague cheat the system and get rich overnight.

Ian watched it all unfold, his eyes gleaming with triumphant satisfaction.

I looked at Ian, but said to Richard, "Mr. Madison, don't you think this is all a little too convenient? I arrived at the office ten minutes ago, and eight million dollars just suddenly appeared in my account. I'm guessing that it was Ian who gave you all this evidence?"

Ian looked furious. "So, what if I did? Although we're colleagues, I can't just sit and let you hurt the company like this, which was why I reported you to Mr. Madison!"

I snickered. "I'm not the only one who can log into the financial system. Besides, the last time I logged in, you deliberately came over to have a look. You must've seen my password. How do I know you didn't do this just to frame me?"

Richard also thought things were too much of a coincidence. They looked into the embezzled company funds the week before. It had nothing to do with me, yet all evidence suddenly pointed to me.

Richard looked at Ian with furrowed brows.

A pang of panic flashed across Ian's face, but he immediately regained his composure.

"Mr. Madison, don't listen to Jack. The only reason I suspected him, besides the records, is because I also have a witness!"

"Yes, I'm the witness!"

The entire office was suddenly in an uproar, looking at Mara standing at the entrance of the office in bewilderment.

"Isn't she Jack's wife? Gosh!"

"If his wife says so, it must really be true!"

Ian said smugly, "Jack, even your wife reported you. What do you have to say about that?"

I was not surprised by Mara's appearance. In my previous life, Mara appeared right in the nick of time, just when the entire office was suspecting me of crimes I did not commit, to give the final fatal blow.

Mara was a great actor. Her eyes instantly reddened as she exclaimed, "Jack, I really didn't want to come forward, but I feel terrible!"

I sneered. "Mara, if you really had a heart, you'd be at the hospital with our son. Not here with Ian trying to frame me!"

Mara had a gleam of shiftiness in her eyes, but she immediately calmed down and yelled, "I'm doing this for our son! I don't want you to continue making this mistake until the point of no return!"

Mara continued with conviction, "If our son has a father who is a criminal, he will be bullied at school! He won't be able to live with his head held high! Your mistake will destroy our son's future!"

"Jack, it's not too late to admit to your crimes. You'll just end up in prison. This is just the punishment you deserve for committing such crimes!"

Ian chimed in, "Mara's right. Jack, you should turn yourself in. If you cooperate, maybe your sentence will be lighter."

"Yeah, your crimes have been exposed. Doesn't help being stubborn. You should just confess."

"You took something that wasn't supposed to be yours, so you should prepare to pay the price! Jack, turn yourself in!"

In that moment, everyone in the room had already decided my guilt. The chorus of asking me to turn myself in echoed endlessly around me.