The Intern Accused Me Of Stealing So I Took Everything 소설 & 이야기

He would love me every day. That's when it all began. Even though I didn't know much about the digital world, I knew someone who understood that world well. We worked together. That was the day an intern got fired. She… someone I now know as Selene Cole. At the time, I didn't know who she was. What she looked like. All that appeared on the screen was the name "Ward." Right. With that person's help, I managed to steal Lucian's company data and frame the intern.

I gawk at her in disbelief “You think I’ve been stealing from you?” “What else should I think?” “I’m literally working for you because I need money!” “Exactly!” She shouts. The accusation hits me. Did I look down desperate that I’d steal? “I didn’t steal anything.” I say again, my voice shaking now. But she keeps going. “You think because I trusted you, you can rob me?” “I said I didn’t!” She steps closer aggressively. “You must think I’m stupid!” For one horrible second I genuinely think she’s about to hit me.

The company just hired a new batch of interns. Wanting to make a good impression, I had my assistant order some good coffee for everyone and planned to run the orientation myself. But the moment the coffee arrived, the intern who'd scored highest in the interviews walked right up and smacked me on the shoulder. "Go grab the coffee already. Are you really that dense of a security guard?" I was a little stunned. It had been a long time since anyone talked to me like that. Before I could even tell her who I was, she shoved me again. "Didn't you hear me? Are you deaf? I don't waste my breath on community college rejects. Can't even carry a few coffees without making a mess of it. "Let me s

I felt my arm hit the racks of makeup. "Louen," Ace said and helped me stand up, "I'M NOT STEALING, YOU LIER!!!" the lady shouted, and our boss stepped out of her office to check us up, “What is happening here?” she asks us and looks at the lady who’s stealing some palette.

This Chapter is dedicated to Rosie, Deshea little and Hina. Your support means a lot to me. Mary Davies My mum has refused to talk to me since this morning ordeal. I felt like a thief even though I didn't steal anything. But you stole Apples. Yes, I agree with my conscience. I took Apples. I didn't steal them, but I was accused of stealing them.

Lucy was on the verge of breaking out in tears. '' I did nothing here. Please believe me, I didn't steal the money or anything. Why would I steal the money? What will I be doing with it? I would never steal money from the company. I could never do something like this.'' she kept yelling.

CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE | UNWELCOMED VISITOR VIVIAN ADDAMS “I didn't steal anything," I scream for the fiftieth time today. “I only took the documents to make copies since that is my fucking job." I cry out again. “You need my permission to do shit like that. You should have asked me before taking them. You just made me make a fool of myself in front of everyone." He hisses. A fool? If he thinks he made a fool of himself, what then would we call the embarrassment he put me through? He literally called me a fucking thief in front of all his staff members.

"No, they are there because I was involved in a robbery. They accused me of stealing half of a million." "You did it." replied Ryder next to me. "No!" I snort here. "Come on, girl! You're not poor anymore! I'm still your bff, right?" I slapped my forehead. I can never believe that Izzy would think like this. I gave Ryder a bad look when I heard him stifle a laugh. I can't really estimate this person. I will stand up and be laughed at. "Izzy, this is not a joke," I said. "This is a serious matter. I am not stealing anything. My conscience is clear."

It was a scrappy meal as the servants were in a ferment — toast and marmalade, a pot of strong coffee, another of Earl Grey tea. ‘Of course I’m worried,’ she cried, hand shaking as she refilled her cup. ‘He’s accusing me!’ ‘That's crazy. I’ll talk to him.’ 'You don’t believe I stole them?’ ‘No way, babe. I judge character pretty good, and you're no thief, but my gut reaction says it was an inside job.’ She frowned. ‘One of the staff?’

*Shelby* The next day at my internship went so slowly as I waited for the clock to strike 5:00. As I sorted through countless files, all I could think about was the story the blackmailer was threatening to leak. It was a lie about how Todd and I had stolen the answers to multiple tests back when we were at NYU. The blackmailer claimed that Todd had approached him with the story explaining that I made him break into the professors’ offices to steal the test answers to make sure I passed all my classes. He did it because we were dating, and I threatened to leave him if he didn't help me.