Chapter 4

The heavy glass ashtray came whistling through the air.

My eyes sharpened as I jerked my head to the side.

With a tremendous crash.

The ashtray grazed past my ear and smashed into the mahogany bookshelf behind me, shattering into pieces.

Several female colleagues screamed and covered their mouths.

I planted my hands on the desk and stood up.

Looking down at Gabriel with authority, my voice carried the oppressive force of someone in power.

"Gabriel, you dare touch me?"

"Who gave you that courage!"

Gabriel was stunned by my presence. Even the security guards instinctively stepped back half a pace.

Seeing this, Violet panicked, afraid Gabriel would back down. She rushed forward on her high heels.

"Mr. Gabriel, don't listen to her bluffing!"

"She's just a broke student with no connections. She's still trying to act tough when she's about to die!"

She turned to the security guards, her eyes full of venom.

"Hold her down!"

"Strip her clothes off!"

"I want the whole company to see what this vixen who dares seduce the Chairman really looks like!"

Not a single person around spoke up to stop it.

I grabbed the teacup from the desk, flicked my wrist, and splashed it directly in Violet's face.

"Ahh—"

Violet screamed, covering her face as tea dripped down from her hair. She looked utterly pathetic.

I scoffed coldly.

"Acting tough with me?"

"Looking at someone like you makes me sick."

"This tea is for you to wash that filthy mouth of yours."

She trembled with rage, pointing at me for a long time without managing a word.

I couldn't be bothered with her and turned to Gabriel.

"Gabriel, embezzling company funds in especially large amounts carries a sentence of over ten years."

"Add illegal detention, picking quarrels, and intentional injury."

"Are you trying to spend the rest of your life in prison?"

Gabriel's eyelid twitched, his expression shifting uncertainly.

He stared at me hard, probably realizing I really held evidence that could destroy him.

But a old fox like him wouldn't admit defeat publicly.

He suddenly laughed coldly and turned the tables.

"Good!"

"I've long suspected there was a corporate spy inside the company. So it was you!"

He turned and shouted at the security guards.

"She stole the company's core secrets!"

"Search her phone and belongings immediately!"

"Detain her in the security room and wait for the police!"

Gabriel did have some skill—no wonder he'd embezzled under Roger's nose for so many years.

Hearing they were catching a corporate spy, the security guards pounced like wolves.

I struggled hard, but the strength difference between men and women was insurmountable.

Two security guards roughly twisted my arms and pressed me hard against the desk.

In the scuffle, the top button of my shirt was torn off.

My hair fell loose, and my wrists were twisted until they showed glaring red marks.

I gritted my teeth without making a sound.

Not only did no colleague intervene, they all showed contemptuous expressions.

"So she's a thief."

"I knew she seemed sneaky."

"Looks decent on the outside but does such shameless things."

This humiliation of being publicly framed and roughly handled was truly infuriating.

Gabriel walked up to me and bent down slightly.

In a voice only we could hear, he said viciously:

"Once we get to the security room with no cameras."

"I'll make you cough up all the evidence."

"Then I'll send you to prison to rot for the rest of your life."

With that, he straightened up and waved his hand with false righteousness.

"Gag her! Take her away!"