The company director fired me in front of everyone. Two hours later, he called and said, “Dress nicely and meet me by the lake. Don’t tell anyone we’re meeting.” When I arrived, he asked me to take a photo with him… and the next morning, that photo was hanging on the door of his office
There was no explanation beneath it.
Only the date.
My face started burning.
People had already made up all kinds of stories.
Some probably believed there was some kind of secret relationship between us.
And at that exact moment, Mr. Wilson opened the door.
“Emily, come in.”
Inside the office were five members of the company board, the chief financial officer, the company lawyer, and Mark.
I immediately realized this was much more serious than I had thought.
Mr. Wilson closed the door.
“Sit down.”
Then he placed a folder on the table.
“Three months ago, I noticed money disappearing from the company’s accounts.”
Mark went pale.
“At first, we thought it was an accounting error,” Mr. Wilson continued. “But then we realized someone inside the company had been creating fake contracts.”
I still didn’t understand what any of this had to do with me.
He turned toward me.
“Two weeks ago, you accidentally sent me a report that contained three numbers no one else had noticed.”
I remembered.
It had seemed like an ordinary Excel spreadsheet.
“Those three numbers led us to start an internal investigation,” he said. “And yesterday, we needed one final piece of evidence.”
“That’s why you fired me?”
“Yes.”
The room fell silent.
He opened the folder.
“If the person stealing the money believed Emily was no longer working here—and believed she had some kind of personal connection to me—they might panic and assume I had told her something. We wanted to see who would be the first person to try to wipe the system or remove documents.”
My heart was pounding.
