A Night's Mistake: The Besotted CEO's Obsession

Chapter 453

After all the customers left. Cynthia returned to her office with Cary.

At that time, Philip was still arguing with several waiters. His attitude was arrogant as always. He wanted to find a chance to escape.

When Cynthia appeared at the door, he stopped being arrogant and kept looking at Cynthia quiltily.

Cynthia snorted. She sat down, looking at Philip coldly.

"The restaurant was opened not long ago. How dare you steal money from it! I would not have known if such a thing had not occurred," she snapped.

Hearing this, Philip broke out in a cold sweat

He stared at Cynthia nervously, his hands and feet trembling slightly

Cynthia held her forehead and gently massaged her eyebrows.

"Tell me. How much money did you steal from the restaurant?" she asked casually.

"Ms. Larson, you wronged me. Although I'm not an excellent at my job I didn't steal money from the restaurant, Philip replied. He would go to jail if he admitted it. He would never admit wrongdoing unless they had solid evidence.

Cynthia didn't expect him to deny it at this point. She raised her eyebrows at him.

She didn't argue with Philip. She shook her head slightly and continued, "TI let it slide if the amount is not large enough. After all, it won't be good for our restaurant if the police get involved. Since no one admits it, I have no choice but to call the police"

Then Cynthia glanced at Gary beside her

"Gary, call the police," she ordered.

"Yes, Ms. Larson, Gary replied.

When he took out his phone and was about to call the police, Philip suddenly got on his knees and grabbed his trouser legs

"Ms. Larson and Mr. York, I only stole a little money from the restaurant. I was wrong. Please spare me. It's all my sister-in-law's fault. She made me do it

Philip had

I never intended to confess his crime. But what Cynthia said gave him hope. He quickly admitted it and blamed it on his sister-in-law.

Hearing what he said, Cynthia suddenly became interested.

She looked at Philip, who was kneeling on the ground with interest, and asked in a flat v voice, "You sold out your sister-in-law. Aren't you afraid that your wife will blame you for this?"

"If I don't tell you, I'm afraid I will end up in jail, Philip replied, his eyes sharp, He knew that Cynthia wouldn't believe him so easily, so he was thinking about how to shift the blame on his sister-in-law perfectly.

Then Cynthia asked for more details.

"Then tell me how a cashier egged a manager on to steal the money?"

At that time, Philip's forehead was sweaty. He wiped the sweat off it with his hand and mumbled, "W-Well, she noticed that the daily turnover of the restaurant is high. Besides, it's a new restaurant and its monitoring system is not complete. So she suggested I exploit loopholes to steal money. Money seduced me to do such a thing back then. Ms. Larson, please spare me. It won't happen again."

"So how much did you steal from the restaurant?" i

"Cynthia asked.

Philip had a look of terror in his eye. "Not much. Just a few thousand dollars," he replied, hesitating for a while.

"Do

you

think I'm stupid?" Cynthia laughed, banging the coffee table next to her.

She raised her voice and continued, "I've asked the walters. The restaurant is doing very well. There are no ingredients left every day. However, the books are balanced. For your information, where did the moncy go!"

As soon as Cynthia finished her speaking, Philip trembled with fear.

He scratched his head in a panic and hesitated for a long time before speaking.

"Maybe thousands of dollars. If the numbers still don't add up, you should ask my sister-in-law. She's a cashier. Maybe she hid some money secretly

when customers paid their bills"

Cynthia shook her head. "Since you're not being honest with me. I turn you over to the police."

She took our the digital recorder from her pocket and handed it to Gary. "Call the police. Give this digital record and the books to the police as evidence. "Yes, Ms. Larson Gary nodded and walked towards the door.

Philip was scared out of his wits.

He wanted to stop Gary, but those waiters blocked his way,

He had no choice but to look back and question Cynthia. "Didn't you promise that you wouldn't call the police if I confessed to you?"

Cynthia raised her head and looked straight into his eyes. "Have you confessed all to me?" she asked.

Cynthia's eyes were dark and bright. When she looked at Philip seriously, she looked as if she could look straight through him.

Philip was so scared that he couldn't even speak fluently.

"I confessed to you, but you don't believe me," he argued.

Cynthia snorted. "Then tell the police that and see if they believe it or not.

"You!" Philip was so angry that his face turned red.

At that time, he suddenly remembered that the thing Cynthia had given to Gary was a digital recorder.

If so, he had already confessed to his crime just now.

Thinking of this, Philip exploded with anger. He stopped pretending and pointed at Cynthia. You bitch! You had no intention of letting me go. You tried to pump me in the first place."

Cynthia raised her eyebrows and sneered. "You're so stupid. Once it was all over you reacted."

"You bitch! How dare you lie to me?" Philip was so angry that he wanted to hit Cynthia

Those waiters next to Cynthia hurriedly stopped him.

Cynthia felt a little bit annoyed while watching the scene.

She stood up, ready to go. Before she left, she picked up the coffee mug on the table and spilled the coffee all over Philip's face.

"Let this be a lesson for you. Someone like you doesn't deserve my trust. Besides, you can't call it a lie. It was just a ruse to get you into confessing your crime. Why don't you explain this to the police? You may run into your sister-in-law at the police station. You guys can assign blame."

After that, Cynthia left, raising her eyebrows.

Philip was so angry that his fat body couldn't stop shaking.

When Cynthia came to the dining hall, there were no customers there

All the waiters and waitresses gathered together, waiting for the result in silence.

At the sight of Cynthia, they greeted her in unison. "Ms, Larson

Cynthia stood in front of them and glanced at them,

Then she pointed to one of the waitresses, who had done the must when the customers made trouble,

"Come over here," she said.

The waitress pointed at herself in disbelief and then came to Cynthia nervously.

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