God Of War Returns as a Daddy

Chapter 67 Cheating, Cornelia Was Set Up

Chapter 67 Cheating, Cornelia was set up

Sean opened the door and strode into the 4S shop. As soon as he entered, he heard a jumble of voices, harsh with men's growls and women's sobs.

When he looked around, he saw people crowding the opposite Bentley Flying Spur.

"Two million and four million! Not a penny more!"

One of them, a young man in his twenties, had his back to Sean. He was very aggressive and kept Shouting, "Last night when she was sleeping with me, she said $2. 4 million!"

"She wants to deny it now? Bah! No way! That's all I got today. I must get the car today!"

He was full of righteous indignation!

Sleep with him?

What the hell?

Frowning, Sean looked around the store, and he didn't see Cornelia, so he headed straight across to the crowd.

"Take your time, Mr. Hunter. Just calm down and speak as you wish."

A middle-aged woman smiled broadly and tried to calm the young man, "You can rest assured that we will investigate this matter as soon as possible and give you a satisfactory explanation."

"Damn you!"

The young man snorted, "What is there to investigate? In order to let me buy a car, this woman asked for my contact information yesterday afternoon, invited me to meet in the evening, and went to the hotel with me.

"In bed, she gave me this advice. She told me to bring the money today, and she said she could turn a $2. 89 million order into $2. 4 million if I give her a $100, 000 commission off the record!"

"I transferred $100, 000 to her on the spot after sleeping last night. As a result, she turned her back on me and even gave me a bill of $2. 89 million!"

"Yuck! Bitch!"

The young man grew angry and spat fiercely into the middle of the crowd.

So were the saleswomen who gave Sean the boot when he came to buy the car yesterday. With their hands clasped and their faces smirking, one of the saleswomen muttered, "Your three-month internship is up in two days. Before, you couldn't sell a single car. And now you're suddenly on the road, selling a Mulsanne yesterday and a Bentley Flying Spur today. I thought you were suddenly smart."

"Well!"

"I really did not expect that it was your heart that became wild, your face thicker and your courage stronger. You seduce clients, meet them in private rooms, sleep with them, and then try to make money from the company and line your own pockets. Damn you!"

This person, none other than the little sales foreman, was known as Mamie.

"Yeah!"

When Mamie finished, the other saleswomen chimed in, "Eat things out of the pocket, shame on you!"

"You fleeced both the company and the clients. How dare you?"

"We wouldn't have known if the client hadn't come in and complained. You're gonna get a lot out of this one, aren't you?"

"That Mulsanne yesterday, I don't know how many nights you slept with the customer!"

Every word they said was threatening!

Yesterday?

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Hearing these words, Sean's stomach stomped, and his ugly expression turned worse. Could it be Cornelia, surrounded by them now, who was being bullied and abused?

So, he quickened his pace.

Out of the crowd, Sean peered through a gap in the crowd. Sure enough, a familiar figure squatted on the ground, and she was constantly reaching out to wipe tears, trembling, and sobbing.

Who else could it be but Cornelia?

At this moment, the middle-aged woman also looked down at Cornelia and asked coldly, "Cornelia, I need you to tell me the truth. Are you, as the client said, lining your pockets and trying to get a kickback?"

"No, Ms. Lee, I didn't…"

Cornelia shook her head desperately and explained, "Yesterday afternoon, the customer came to see the car, he took the initiative to ask for my contact information, and after work, he suddenly transferred to me $100, 000, called me to tell me that it was the deposit, that he took a fancy to this car and he wanted to buy it."

"But I didn't expect him to follow up by asking me to meet him that night and sleep with him. When I said no, he said he wouldn't buy the car and asked me to pay him back!"

"And cash only!"

"So, I... I went to the bank and took it out and gave it back to him myself…"

Cornelia said, tears streaming down her face.

This was contrary to the young man's account of what had happened.

Ms. Lee asked, "Where's the receipt? Did you ask the client to write a receipt when you returned the money?"

"No."

Cornelia shook her head. "The client paid the deposit privately and I couldn't write a receipt, so I didn't ask him to write a receipt when I returned the money."

"Just keep making it up!"

As soon as Cornelia said that, before Ms. Lee could ask more questions and before the young man could retort, Mamie rolled her eyes and was the first to question it, "It's a good story, but without a shred of evidence, do you think we're all idiots?"

"The client has the transfer records. What do you have?"

"You just said the client took the initiative to call you, and he transferred money to you and let you sleep with him, so excuse me, did you record at that time? Is there any proof?"

"You say you gave the money back to the client, but the client says you didn't, and you don't have the receipt, so even if the police came, they wouldn't believe your story."

As she spoke, Mamie looked down at Cornelia, the corners of her mouth curling, and there was a sneer of cunning on her face.

It was obvious to anyone that Cornelia was being set up.

The client transferred money to her, but instead of texting about the deposit, the client called and asked to sleep with her over the phone. After being rejected, he asked Cornelia to give him the money back, but he only took cash!

It was clear that he did not want to leave the slightest evidence!

The only money transfer was Cornelia's Achilles heel. She couldn't explain it in any way because there was no evidence.

How cruel it was!

Ms. Lee was not stupid. She obviously realized something was wrong. But she had seen too much of this subterfuge in the professional world to be surprised. She certainly wouldn't be foolish enough to stand up for Cornelia.

"As far as I'm concerned, how about this?"

So, Ms. Lee thought about it and said quietly, "Cornelia received the client's 100, 000 deposit herself, so she will pay for it herself!"

"As for the car…"

"Its original price is $2. 89 million, and since Cornelia promised to sell it to the customer at $2. 4 million, then the price difference of $490, 000 would be paid by Cornelia to make up for the loss of the company!"

A few words from her sealed the deal!

Hearing this, Mamie was overjoyed. She couldn't help but compliment Ms. Lee, "You're so wise."

"Well done, Ms. Lee."

"A piece of shit like her deserves it."

The other several female sales also applaud in agreement.

Cornelia squatted on the cold floor, her face gray with despair, her eyes swollen with tears.

Thousands! Four hundred and ninety thousand!

Put it all together, 590, 000 dollars!

She was a fresh college graduate. How could she pay it back?

Ignoring the adulation of the saleswomen and Cornelia's desperation, Ms. Lee turned to the young man beside her and asked, "Sir, is this all right with you?"

"I…"

"No!"

The young man succeeded in his treachery and was about to nod his head. Suddenly, a cold man's voice came from behind him.