Azlynn’s P.O.V.
“Forty-five million dollars?”
A wave of astonishment ran across the room as the outburst of the startled gasps put a stamp on wild guess, meeting my expectations.
When Mr. Julius decided to be the pain in my ass, I confronted him about his under-the-table dealings. It was proved now that he didn’t get the sponsors’ approval before spending this hefty amount as Mr. Maverick questioned sharply.
“How can you withdraw forty-five million dollars without even consulting us, Mr. Julius?
We trusted you with all the investments. Is that how you repay our favors?”
Mr. Julius, who was all smiles until now, became dead serious. His face took a haunted look as he stuttered in response.
“W-What are you talking about, Mr. Maverick? I am working fingers to the bones every day to p
