The Untouchable Son-In-Law: The Master Peregrine
/ The Untouchable Son-In-Law: The Master Peregrine Chapter 309 – Thief
Chapter 309: Thief
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
No sooner had that employee left than the door was pushed open once again.
Without even lifting up her head, Yvette Larson simply said, “Get out. Didn't I tell you to just report the costs to me? I'll reimburse you for it, so don't bother me anymore.”
Finn Taylor stood at the door, confused. “Huh? It's me.”
He had traveled a long way back from San Diego, only to receive such treatment.
Feeling that something was amiss, Yvette Larson finally raised her head to see that it was her husband at the door.
He walked up, shutting the door behind him. “What's going on?”
“Who else can it be but the James family? We never should've let them into the company. Now, they've started bullying others. They've taken everything they possibly can from other people's desks—from pens to tissues, and even an apple. I've already had a few employees telling me about this today. What can I possibly do? I just told them that the company would reimburse them for those things, but I'm sure that's not what they're after. It is injustice that they're feeling.”
Finn Taylor glanced out of the door. 'These people are really shameless. I didn't think they would do such things on their first day here, but I must've underestimated them.'
“I'll make sure they learn their lesson tonight.”
“Have you found Diane?”
Finn Taylor nodded.
Yvette Larson was delighted.
Of course, the James family was continuing with their antics.
All of a sudden, a shrill scream broke the silence. “Ah! Which shameless fool stole my money? If you don't have money, you could've told me. I would've donated some to you. Don't you think you're no different from a thief by taking all of my money from my drawer?”
The couple obviously heard the scream too and realized that something had happened. They rushed out to take a look.
By then, many employees had gathered around that lady, but they made way for the couple.
As they arrived in front of the desk, they spotted a young lady burying her head in her hands, sobbing.
Yvette Larson asked gently, “What's going on?”
“Someone stole Sally's money.”
Taking tissue paper, snacks, or pens were trivial matters, but stealing money was a whole different matter.
“Shut the doors.” Immediately, Yvette Larson instructed the security officers to lock the doors. She then glanced around the office. “Who stole the money? Own up now.”
There was pin-drop silence, and nobody admitted to being the thief.
“I'm going to count to ten. If nobody owns up to it, I'm going to call the police. We have surveillance cameras anyway.”
She pointed at the ceiling—there were no blind spots in the office.
“One.”
“Two.”
“Three.”
Every word seemed like a hammer coming down, but nobody felt anything. Only the person who had done it felt as though their heart was about to burst.
“Four.”
“Five.”
“Six.”
Everyone looked around, trying to spot if anyone was acting furtively.
Just then, Finn Taylor spotted Henry James and Karen James inching backward as though they were about to run. He immediately grabbed their arms.
“Finn Taylor, what are you trying to do?” Frantic, the pair struggled against him.
“Don't tell me that you're feeling guilty. Why are you trying to escape?”
“Guilty? Since when were we feeling guilty? Finn Taylor, you had better not accuse us without any evidence.”
Finn Taylor chuckled. “Don't try to leave if you're not guilty then. Whoever leaves is the thief.”
After that, he shoved the pair to the ground.
Not a single person took pity on them. In fact, they even cheered.
Although it was their first day at work, they ruined the atmosphere in the office. Now, there was even a case of stolen money.
It was only natural that nobody thought well of them.
“Seven.”
“Eight.”
As the numbers inched closer to ten, everyone held their breaths.
Still, nobody had stepped forward.
'Will Yvette Larson really call the police if nobody owns up to it?'
“Nine.”
The atmosphere grew more tense.
Beads of sweat formed on the James family's foreheads.
“Yvette, let's forget about it. It wasn't much anyway.” Unexpectedly, Sally stood up to persuade her boss to simply let the matter go.
That encouraged the James family.
Karen James—who had tried to escape earlier—added on, “Yvette, I'm not trying to say anything, but this isn't a huge matter either. Maybe someone didn't have enough coins to take the bus home and took some from Sally. I'm sure they intended on returning it, but they probably won't dare to do so now that you've blown it up. It's just a few dollars—there's no need to make such a huge fuss. We're all colleagues, so what's the point in blowing this up?”
Henry James piped up too. “That's right. Yvette, you're still young and naive. If I were in your place, I wouldn't deal with this so strictly. Yvette, why don't you consider leaving me in charge of the company? I promise I'll do a good job.”
There was probably nobody more shameless than Henry James.
Yvette Larson turned to Sally. “Alright then. Let's get back to work.”
Hearing that, the James siblings shared a meaningful glance, understanding that they had nearly been caught.
Once the crowd dispersed, Finn Taylor and Yvette Larson headed to the security office to get a copy of the surveillance footage.
After a long day at work, everyone had left for the day.
Finn Taylor had tolerated the James family and hadn't done anything to them just so that he could deal with them in front of his mother-in-law at home. Otherwise, he'd never be able to get rid of them completely.
As they returned home, Linda James was already at the door waiting for them.
To tell the truth, Finn Taylor pitied her.
She was such a brainless woman, but it was true that she didn't have any place in the James family and had married a useless husband. She wanted to be a strong and independent woman, but circumstances didn't allow for that. That was why she had placed all her hope on her daughter. But such was fate—her daughter had married a 'piece of trash' too.
This was why she had vented all her anger on him!
Chapter end
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