The Intern Accused Me Of Stealing So I Took Everything Novels & Stories

“Do you know about the accusations? Veronica was accused of stealing.” She didn’t hesitate. “Yes. We were supposed to go to the amusement park. But you made me go to the company just to prove my innocence.” His head snapped up. “Sabrina and your mother accused me of trying to steal money from the Westbrook project,” she said calmly. “Even though I wasn’t involved in that phase as an intern. The financial sheets were handled by the senior team.” Taylor’s face drained of color. “That’s right.” Aurora paused mid-chew. “What steal?”

I put a palm on my chest feigning hurt. He glares at me. “Business partner?” he repeats. “I thought we were co-founders.” “We are. But you keep stealing my coffee, so I am demoting you.” I shoot him a wink. He smirks. “Fine. I will just steal your clients instead.” “You would not dare.” “Watch me.” A loud crash interrupts us. We both turn. The intern stands frozen beside a fallen stack of files. Micah sighs. “Ethan, please do not die on our first day.”

Angela had gone pale, her teasing smile completely vanished, replaced by wide-eyed alarm. “We’re police officers,” the other man stated, his hand resting on the inside of his jacket, a subtle but clear indication of the authority he carried. “We’re arresting you on charges of theft and robbery.” The words hit me like a physical blow. Theft? Robbery? It felt like a bad dream, a surreal nightmare I was about to wake up from. My mind reeled, struggling to process the accusation. It was absurd. Impossible. It didn't make any single sense. I am just a cleaner. I spend most of my days scrubbing floors and dusting desks. So why am I suddenly being accused of theft and robbery? It made no sense.

I might as well just get it all off my chest. “You accused me of trying to steal your book. I didn’t even know how much it was worth, I’m just a really big fan of Cooper.” I exhaled sharply. “And even after that, you told me to work closely with you. Why? Why would you do that? I’m just an intern. I’m nobody. There are so many people here who would kill to be in my position, and you chose me? You didn’t think people would talk? You don’t think it looks bad?” “And then, I thought you were dying inside your office. So I came to check on you and the next thing I know, I’m on your desk, begging you like an idiot for you to please me!”

The room felt heavy, like frost had settled over it. It wasn’t cold inside, but a chill still crept over me. On the screen, a photo of a white car gleamed under the light. It was parked right outside International Elementary. The angle caught the exact moment I bent down to pick up a child, even the last digits of the license plate crystal clear. The intern, Winnie Taylor, leaned forward with both hands braced against the table. Her young face was practically glowing with the thrill of “standing up for justice” on behalf of the company. She stared at me as if she’d just caught a rat stealing cheese.

She just squeezed my fingers until the bones ached. “The news is already talking about it,” she whispered. “They’re saying an intern at Ashcroft Global leaked sensitive client data. They showed your picture from the company directory. They said your name.” My stomach dropped through the floor. I stood up too fast. The room tilted. I caught myself on the dresser. “I didn’t do it, Ruby.” “I know.” She stood too, wrapped her arms around my waist from behind, pressing her forehead between my shoulder blades the way she used to when she was little and Mom was coughing too loud in the next room.

"It's all in the emails. Bella Jaeger—the intern—took over completely. "Winnie Dunn, the head of finance, and the department heads who were there can confirm it. They all signed off on Bella taking over. If you need proof..." I pulled a flash drive from my bag and slid it across. "I backed up the security footage. Just in case." They traded stunned glances. I stayed chill. "Old habit. I'm just careful." Shrugged. "People ignore finance until stuff blows up—then suddenly, we're supposed to fix everything. Yeah, no. I wasn't going down with the ship."

... "Casper, got a form here that needs your signature." That familiar voice of the intern rang in my ears, and I snapped my eyes open. I froze for a second, then realized that I had been reborn. The sight of Oscar Kaufman's phony grin made rage boil up inside me. My face fell, and I refused flatly, "I'm not signing it." In my previous life, while I was buried under a mountain of work, he had shoved this form at me just like this. I had scribbled my name without looking closely.

Don't wrongfully accuse a good person. The police checked again and again, but the result never changed. Cindy exchanging her body for contracts was an undeniable fact. It turned out that ever since Cindy and the other interns joined the company together, she'd constantly stolen their clients. Every time another intern got close to signing a contract, the client would suddenly change their mind the next day and sign with Cindy instead. Under the pressure of poor performance, all the other interns eventually quit. Only Sally remained. She secretly investigated the reason and discovered that every successful stunt Cindy pulled off came from sleeping with clients.

“Are you that heartless and selfish that you didn’t realize what I have done for you?” “Why!!!!!!!!!!.” “I swear with my life, I didn’t steal anything.” “I don’t even know if they is a treasure in your pack.” “I don’t know where you keep your fortune nor did I steal your treasure.” “I have no idea of where you hide your important fortunes.” “I didn’t steal any of those things that I was accused of by my Alpha.” I cried explaining to him. “You weren’t accused of stealing but you were caught stealing.” “The fortune was found in your bags so how is that an accusation?”