Female Novel
Chapter 551
The news about the Willing Angels Foundation using the donation fund to purchase substandard goodsand supplying them as quality products continued to spread like wildfire.
No matter how the foundation's upper management explained, the public was reluctant to believe themand merely assumed they were attempting to whitewash the accusations by manipulating thestatements to their advantage.
Many people even requested Betty, the renowned philanthropist, and the foundation's person in chargeto make an appearance and provide the public with an account.
Because of the influence of the scandal, the progress of procuring relief items also slowed down.Those who wanted to donate to the foundation refrained from doing so, while those who had donatedrequested the Willing Angels Foundation to give them a full refund.
In an instant, the foundation's operation was paralyzed.
Bailey was infuriated by those idiotic netizens on the internet, and she blamed those trolls formisleading the public. novelbin
Subsequently, someone exposed the corruption of one of the foundation's higher-ups for embezzling afew hundred million and turning the donation by society for years into their own pocket money.
The release of that information worsened the situation for the foundation amidst its predicament andalso sparked rage among citizens.
In the living room of the Luther residence, a fashionably dressed young woman craned her neck while
continuously gazing at the door, seemingly waiting for someone's arrival.
A few seconds later, Bailey entered.
The young woman hastily got to her feet and strode up to Bailey. “Ms. Bailey, I've finally got to meetwith you. You prohibited us from contacting you, so we didn't feel it was appropriate to disturb you. Icame here immediately after receiving your call.”
Bailey smiled and patted her shoulder. “Yulissa, you did well. I made the right decision to let you handlethe foundation.”
Yulissa Childs was the Willing Angels Foundation's second in command. As Bailey had to deal withother matters all the time, she had left Yulissa to be in charge of the foundation.
“Ms. Bailey, I feel ashamed to receive your compliment. I'm sorry for my negligence in monitoring thefoundation's senior executives, allowing the finance department director to embezzle a large amount ofmoney and causing the public to think we have deliberately siphoned off the money for our own usenow.”
Bailey arched her brow. “So, Dean Worrell did line his pockets with three hundred million from thefund?”
Yulissa nodded. Then she recalled something and frantically shook her head. “He did commit a white-collar crime, but the amount is not as staggering as three hundred million. He embezzled at most a fewmillion.”
Bailey furrowed her brows slightly. No wonder the others are tarnishing the foundation's reputation. Myfailure to keep tabs on my subordinates is why this crisis arose.
“Is there evidence of his wrongdoings?”
Yulissa nodded. “I checked the entire account and noticed a deficit of around nine million. This sumwas transferred to a bank in Spaunia. After investigating the user registration information, wediscovered Dean used his mistress' ID card to open the account.”
Bailey grunted in response before uttering casually, “Since this matter has already been investigated,we shall report our findings as they are to the public.”
Yulissa widened her eyes and stared at Bailey in utter disbelief. She hurriedly shook her head and said,“That won't do, Ms. Bailey. We cannot do that. Once we admit Dean had indeed helped himself to thedonation fund, everyone will think that you instructed him or condoned his action. What if this revelationblemishes your image?”
Bailey couldn't help but laugh. “Do you think my good name can be spared if we avoid publicizing theevidence of Dean's corruption? Don't be na?ve. I won't come out of this mess unscathed since he's oneof the foundation's senior executives.”
Yulissa gradually lowered her head and said in a muffled voice, “I'm sorry, Ms. Bailey. My dereliction ofduty had given him the opportunity to commit embezzlement right under my nose. Worst of all,someone got the dirt on him and exposed his misuse of funds.”
Unfazed, Bailey waved her hand. “Dean handles the foundation's finance, so it would be difficult toguard against him if he were determined to embezzle the fund. Don't blame yourself, and do as I say.
Hold a press conference, declare evidence of Dean's misappropriation to the public, and thensurrender him to the Department of Justice.”
Yulissa gritted her teeth and tried refuting, “But—”
“Quit dawdling and execute my instructions. Wrong is wrong. Nobody should carry hopes of escapingfrom their responsibility by luck. Besides, I'm not worried that exposing his wrongdoing will affect myreputation.”
“A-All right. I'll do as you say since you insist.”
“Okay.”
In the second-floor private room of a coffee shop in the city center, a middle-aged man was staring atthe girl sitting beside the window in bafflement.
He asked in confusion, “Ms. West, why do you want to meet with me?”
Chloe lifted a brow and grinned. “It seems that you recognize me, Mr. Worrell. That should make thingseasier to deal with. Since you know who I am, you should be well aware that I can save you fromimprisonment.”
Dean shuddered. He narrowed his eyes at her warily and sounded her out, “W-What do you mean bythat? Why am I getting imprisoned?”
“Isn't that the case?” Chloe flashed a faint smile. “News about a senior executive of the Willing AngelsFoundation embezzling the donation fund is spreading like wildfire. If the result of my investigation is
accurate, you should be the senior executive who misappropriated the sum of three hundred million.Isn't that right, Mr. Worrell?”
“Three hundred million? I merely took—” Dean caught himself abruptly as he realized he had spilledthe beans.
She chuckled. “You don't have to be so cautious, Mr. Worrell. I'm here to help you today.”