All Chapters of The Intern Accused Me of Stealing, So I Took Everything: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

I watched Claude in silence, then let out a small, soft laugh. “What do you think?”I waited for him to make his choice.His eyes lingered on my face for three seconds before he looked away, the decision made.“Caroline, I have to say, this data is concerning.” Claude cleared his throat, his voice taking on a carefully measured tone of authority. “As a startup, we must be strict about attendance and financial discipline. Rules are rules.”I saw a flash of triumph in Lia’s eyes.“In that case,” Claude turned to the CFO, “immediately suspend all of Caroline’s internal system access. CRM, financial approvals, and access to all high-level documents. All of it, suspended.”Without looking up, David nodded. “Yes, sir.”“Furthermore,” Claude continued, “Lia, I’m officially putting you in charge of recovering the $150,000 in improper expenses. We're running a lean ship, and every dollar counts.”“No problem, CEO,” Lia responded almost instantly, her voice buzzing with excitement. “I’ll draw up

The next morning, as soon as I arrived, Linda from HR walked over to me.“Caroline,” she said, her expression awkward, “I need to talk to you.”She pulled a document from her briefcase.“The company has decided to put you on a one-week observation period.” She avoided my gaze. “Your future role will be determined based on your attitude this week.”“Observation?” I laughed softly. “You mean demoted and on unpaid leave.”Linda blushed. “Caroline, you know I don’t want to do this, but it’s a decision from the top…”“I understand,” I cut her off. “So who’s taking over my clients?”“Lia,” Linda said quickly. “She’s been officially promoted to Senior Client Director and will be responsible for all major client accounts. So, you’ll need to transfer all your current client resources to her.”Senior Client Director.It seemed Claude had given her more than just my office; he’d given her a brand new title.When I walked back into the office that was once mine, I barely recognized it.The abstrac

After hanging up, I sat by my floor-to-ceiling window and started doing some math.Pen, paper, every expense accounted for.First, the rental difference. One and a half million dollars.Second, the usage fees for my various high-end club memberships. A conservative estimate of half a million.Finally, the various benefits I’d provided to employees out of my own pocket—Christmas bonuses, team-building events, overtime meal allowances—another half a million.The bill came to just shy of three million dollars.I was going to make these ungrateful bastards pay back every last cent, with interest.On Monday at 9 AM, my Maserati was parked in the golf club’s lot.Through the windshield, I could see the entire company leadership team, already waiting anxiously.Claude was pacing back and forth in a Tom Ford suit, his hair perfectly coiffed. He clutched a thick stack of contract documents, constantly reviewing every page.Lia stood nearby in a champagne-colored Chanel suit, her expression so e

Seeing Claude speechless, I turned away in disgust.“Uncle Arthur,” I said with a smile, “I’ve decided to start my own company. From now on, I have nothing to do with them.”Hearing this, a look of pride flashed in Arthur’s eyes, followed by a cold snort.He turned to Claude, his tone like ice. “Very well. I am now officially announcing that Wellington Capital is rescinding all investment interest in your company. Furthermore, I will be notifying all of my colleagues on Wall Street to add you to our permanent blacklist.”Claude’s face went completely white. He opened his mouth to speak, but no words came out.Lia stood by, trembling. She had finally realized what a catastrophic mistake she had made.Arthur elegantly adjusted his cuffs and offered me his arm. “Niece, let’s go have lunch. I want to hear about your plans for this new company.”I took his arm and nodded. “Of course, Uncle Arthur.”Claude tried to rush forward again but was blocked by two burly bodyguards who shoved him to

The next afternoon, Claude and Lia went live online.The background was a bleak concrete wall. They sat behind a rickety folding table.Lia was makeup-free, her eyes puffy and red, looking utterly worn out. She choked back sobs as she spoke to the camera.“I’m just an ordinary girl, fresh out of college, trying to make my way in this cruel world. When I found out about irregularities at my company and did my duty to report them, I was met with insane retaliation from a rich, powerful executive…”The comments in the livestream scrolled by at lightning speed.I feel so bad for her! Capitalists are the worst!This is a perfect example of class oppression!Rich kids should all just disappear!I support Lia! We need to get justice for the common person!I watched the screen filled with angry messages, my expression as calm as ever.Claude played his part, his voice trembling. “We just wanted to build an honest company, but we were used and then crushed by family influence. Is this the Ameri