Scream for me, until your throat is sore from screaming...
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Vincent stared at his laptop and waited for his accountant, Bellamy, to arrive. His ears were ringing in anger and irritation. He would find out who had the audacity to embezzle from him and then he would claw their face off. Jacqueline sat down on the chair opposite to him, looking at him with a frown on her lips.
"Alpha?"
"We just allocated 50,000 Euven for education. What is the remaining amount in our pack's bank account?"
"I remember it, Alpha. It was around 390,000 Euven, I think," Bellamy said, without even thinking twice. She had been working for Vincent for five years now, and she was the mate of one of his warriors.
"Very good. Now tell me why I only have 150,000 Euven in the account?" He growled as he stood
