Mag-log inFor ten years, I've handled leather procurement for the group. Every year, I buy more than ten million euros' worth of rare hides. As usual, I went to Marco's Leather Goods to choose some hides, but the owner, Marco Bellini, wasn't there. Instead, his son, Leo Bellini, was sprawled on the couch playing video games. I spoke as casually as always. "Hey, the grain on this year's saltwater crocodile hides looks a little flat. I'll cut a sample for testing." Leo rolled his eyes at me and went back to his game. I ran a finger along the edge of the hide, then sniffed my fingertip. The sharp smell of tanning chemicals hit my nose. The brand's couture reputation was on the line, so I also cut small samples of lambskin and cowhide from the next rack for lab testing. But as soon as I put them in a bag, Leo jumped up and knocked it to the floor. "Quit acting like a big shot. If you can't afford it, just say so. This is the same premium leather Hermès uses. You think this is some scrap leather you can cut up whenever you feel like it?" I took a deep breath and explained. "This batch doesn't feel right. I need to have it tested at the lab. That's how we've always done business. "I place orders worth ten million euros with your dad every year. If you don't believe me, call him. We've always done it this way." Leo snorted and video-called his father. "Dad, there's some woman here cutting up our stock and helping herself like she owns the place!" Marco, who used to fawn over me whenever I walked in, appeared on the screen with an icy expression. "We have a deal with a major North American conglomerate now. We don't need to coddle picky little buyers anymore. "Charge her for every full hide she cut into. If she won't pay, call the cops!" I looked at that ugly face on the screen, and without a word, I paid €50,000. Then I walked out of the shop, turned left, and went into Bottega Artigiana, the quiet little shop next door. An hour later, Leo was kneeling at the workshop entrance, fran
view moreIt was the eve of Fall/Winter Paris Haute Couture Week.I was in the president's office on the top floor of Elysium Group's Manhattan headquarters.Through the floor-to-ceiling windows, Manhattan glittered below me.I had spent ten years biding my time at the bottom, enduring contempt and cold shoulders.Now it all felt like dust beneath my feet.There was a knock at my office door.Emily, the newly appointed director of European procurement, came in carrying a report."Ms. Whitmore, our latest couture leather collection has been shipped to flagship stores worldwide."The VIP clients love them. They all say this year's leather is the best we've ever had and that it feels incredible."Even our competitors are trying to find out who's supplying us."I picked up the black coffee on my desk and took a sip."How are things going with Elena?"Emily answered at once. "She's officially taken over Marco's former shop and completed the renovations."It's called Cuore Artigiano now. The name mean
After the police cars disappeared, all eyes turned to me.The heavyset dealer who'd rolled his eyes at me earlier came over, all smiles."Well, well, Ms. Whitmore."I knew there was something special about you!"You've got a presence you just don't see every day. There's nobody else in Milan quite like you!"And about what I said earlier? Just a little joke. No hard feelings, right?"I didn't even glance at him. I turned to Elena, who was still sitting on the floor.I walked over and held out my hand.She hesitated, looking almost afraid to take it.I gently helped her to her feet."Elena, how's your son doing?"I crouched beside him and gently brushed his cheek.He shrank back a little, frightened, but still whispered, "Grazie, signora," in a small, childish voice.Elena's eyes went red again, and the tears spilled over."Ma'am... no, Ms. Whitmore..."I don't know how I can ever thank you..."Without you, my son and I would've been beaten today, and this shop would've been finished...
A team of heavily armed Carabinieri quickly cordoned off the area and stormed into the shop."Nobody move!" the officer in charge barked.The shout startled Richard and Marco into releasing each other.They pulled apart, panting, and collapsed on the floor.I stepped forward and handed my card to the officer in charge."Officer, I'm Dana Whitmore of Elysium Group."I have evidence of financial fraud within our company. This ledger documents Richard Vance's embezzlement and illegal kickback scheme."The officer accepted my card and the ledger, his expression growing serious."Ms. Whitmore, we received a report of a violent altercation. Can you tell me what happened?"I nodded and pointed toward Leo, who was still sprawled on the floor."It was much more than an altercation."That man threatened us with a leather-cutting cleaver and tried to extort ten million euros from us. He even threatened to hold us here until we handed over the money."He and his father also smashed this shop and a
Richard came scrambling out.The leather dealers backed away, shocked by how disheveled he looked."Ms. Whitmore! Ms. Whitmore!"He rushed into the shop and made a beeline for me.He tried to grab my legs."Ms. Whitmore! I'm here!"Marco set me up! That bastard framed me!"I swear I've never taken a single kickback from him!"I looked down at the man who'd spent years throwing his weight around Elysium's European division, demanding bribes and squeezing suppliers for every penny.I kicked him away without mercy.He lost his balance and sprawled face-first onto the floor."Never taken a dime?"I turned to Emily."Show him the books."Emily pulled a thick red ledger out of her briefcase and slammed it into Richard's face."Take a good look, Mr. Vance!"Ms. Whitmore spent ten years in procurement uncovering your fraudulent accounts, one transaction at a time!"You and Marco worked together to inflate the reported losses on rare leather shipments year after year."You passed off inferior h












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