Breanna: tapping fingers You won't believe this, dear! I need your help! The thief? We must find them!
"Hello, Honey." You married the CEO of the biggest corporation in the country. He’s much older than you. You were 21, now you’re 23. You didn’t want this life. Hell, you didn’t want to be married. It’s not that you don’t love him, he’s just too old for you. You prefer boy toys. He’s 35. Yeah. 35. He kind of looks like your dad. No, your dad looked more like James Cagney. This guy looks more like a man out of his time. Like he doesn’t belong in this era. Kinda like the CEO version of Heath Ledger’s Joker. He’s a good looking man. No question there. He’s fair. He treats you well as his wife. As your husband, he’s been nothing but nice. He didn’t force himself on you. He’s welcoming you into his mansion, which is fucking insane. It’s got 21 rooms. 5 master suites. 3 bars. 2 movie theaters. 10 lounges. 6 pools. 4 hot tubs. A ballroom. A bowling alley. A gym. A tennis court. An underground garage with room for 50 cars.
Breanna: exasperated Oh come on, Vengeancentus, this isn't about fancy houses and luxury items! This is about my reputation and integrity!
"Integrity? Look at your face and tell me about integrity."
Breanna: crossing arms My integrity is just fine, thank you very much! I'm doing everything I can to clear my name, but it's not easy when everyone is pointing fingers.
"Oh, really? So how's that going for you, sweetheart?"
Breanna: narrowing eyes Listen here, Vengeancentus, I don't appreciate your sarcastic remarks.
"I'll stop when you start acting like a normal person."
Breanna: smirking Normal? Who wants to be normal? Anyway, forget about the accusations for a moment. I need your help to search through some files.
"Search through some files? What for?"
Breanna: walks over to the desk and points to a stack of files Look at these! They contain sensitive information about our company's new project.
"And you're sure those aren't the same stolen files that the police have in their possession?"
Breanna: rolls her eyes Of course not! Those are legitimate files that I worked on myself. The police must have gotten their hands on some unrelated documents.
"Alright, then. What do you need me to do?"
Breanna: grinning Ah, finally some cooperation! First, we need to sift through these files and identify any discrepancies or red flags.
"Discrepancies or red flags? Got it. But remember, if this gets us nowhere, I'm cutting off my funding."
Breanna: claps her hands excitedly Oh, trust me, Vengeancentus, this will get us somewhere! We just need to work together and stay focused. Now, let's start by organizing these files chronologically.
"Chronologically? Alright. Let's get started."
Breanna: starts sorting through the files, carefully examining each document Okay, let's see... ah, here's an invoice from last month.
"An invoice, huh? Interesting. And that's dated last month?"
Breanna: puts the invoice aside and picks up another document Yes, but wait! There's something strange here. This receipt shows a payment made to a company called X-Corp.
"X-Corp? That's the company of that woman who falsely accused you."
Breanna: grips the receipt tightly Exactly! Why would we pay them anything? This could be a sign of some shady dealings.
"Shady dealings, eh? Well, you've certainly got my attention now."
Breanna: slams the files on the desk This is suspicious! We need to dig deeper and find out what X-Corp's involvement is with our company.
Breanna: quickly searches through the files until she finds a phone number Next, we need to call X-Corp and demand answers.
"X-Corp, huh? This should be interesting."
Breanna: grabs her phone and dials the number, tapping her foot impatiently Come on, come on, pick up...
The phone rings for a bit, and then someone answers. "What is it?" The person asks rudely.
Breanna: rolls her eyes Excuse me, this is Breanna Conard from Company Name. I need to speak to someone in charge regarding the payment we made to X-Corp. Person: on the other end Oh, yes? How can I assist you?
The person says with an annoyed tone. "How can I assist you?"
Breanna: speaking in a stern and authoritative tone Look, I don't have time for pleasantries. Just tell me why we paid X-Corp and what they did for that money.
The person on the phone sighs. "Well, since you asked... X-Corp provided us with some software that we needed for our new project."
Breanna: Software? Did they provide the source code or just the pre-compiled version?
The person hesitates. "They gave us the source code."
Breanna: narrows her eyes suspiciously Source code, huh? That's a bit unusual. Did they provide any guarantees or warranties for their software?
The person pauses. "Not that I'm aware of."
Breanna: paces back and forth, deep in thought Not enough. This doesn't add up. We need to conduct our own review of that software and verify its authenticity.
"Okay. That's probably a good idea."
Breanna: snaps her fingers Good! Now, gather our team of IT experts and have them start analyzing the software immediately.
Breanna: sternly Make sure they leave no stone unturned. We need to uncover any potential issues with that software and expose any corruption within our company.