Flash Marriage To The Dangerous Billionaire - Chapter 60: Chapter 60

Natalie had already asked Tucker about the guy. Other than being easy on the eyes, he was basically a nobody—probably just some random stand-in Phillip had chosen to make Hallie look good.
Natalie thought, 'Besides, even if that guy really is some rich heir from an influential family, he's still nothing compared to Miles, the man I'm seeing now.
'After all, Miles is the real deal. He's the heir to the Chandler family, which is one of the four great families.
'Just by showing up, he sends reporters and paparazzi into a frenzy, flocking to him like moths to a flame. In the business world or political circles, no one would dare to disrespect him.
'So what if Hallie holds 50% of Levine Group's shares?
"As long as I can keep Miles by my side and secure the Chandler family's support, even those stubborn old men backing Hallie will have no choice but to drop her and switch over to my side sooner or later.
'I hope she has fun being a leader without a solid team then.'
Hallie met Natalie's gaze with indifference, utterly unfazed by her provocations.
Then, Hallie said calmly, "What good is having an impressive man by your side? What really matters is whether you can solve your own problems.
"If you think you can rely on some vague fling with Miles to make him invest in the Levine family or help you rise to the top, you'd better drop that fantasy now. I will never allow you to turn Levine Group into your bargaining chip to become Mrs. Chandler."
"You're just jealous," Natalie scoffed, snorting dismissively as she looked at Hallie with a pitiful gaze as if she were looking at a lost cause.
Natalie continued to say, "Once I become Mrs. Chandler, what's Levine Group to me? I'm the one saving it right now. If we could partner with a top-tier conglomerate like the Chandlers, Levine Group would finally step onto a whole new path.
"If it weren't for that stubborn old man clinging to his outdated ways, Dad would've already brought the company back from the dead ages ago."
Hallie could tolerate just about anything Natalie said, except for any disrespectful words toward Phillip.
Hallie smirked, her cold voice dripping with sarcasm as she said, "And who are you to even mention Grandpa? You're nothing but a mistress' daughter.
"Tucker shamelessly depended on the Levine family, cheated on his wife while she was pregnant, and siphoned money from Levine Group. If he really were capable, he wouldn't have failed repeatedly."
The phrase "mistress' daughter" cut Natalie to the bone. That had been her greatest humiliation and the source of endless ridicule and contempt since childhood. Gritting her teeth, she vowed silently, 'I'll kick Hallie out of this family one day and become the true heiress of this family.'
Natalie's face turned from pale to flushed, her jaw clenched so tightly it looked like it might crack, while her eyes burned with searing, uncontainable hatred.
Hallie shot her a cold, dismissive glance before walking past her toward the company entrance without another word.
Half an hour ago, Hallie had already reached out to several senior executives. As soon as she stepped inside, she headed straight to the finance department to review the latest capital flow reports.
Natalie hurried after Hallie, anxiety gnawing at her chest as she watched Hallie march directly toward the finance department without so much as a glance back. In a panic, she quickly texted Tucker.
At that moment, Tucker was lounging in his office with his feet propped up on the desk, savoring his triumph. After all, his investment in controlling the media narrative was finally paying off.
News of Natalie's close ties to Miles had spread like wildfire, drawing a swarm of small companies and eager investors, all hoping to ride the coattails of that powerful connection.
'If this momentum keeps up, it won't be long before I have enough capital to rival that little bitch's 50% stake,' Tucker thought triumphantly. Just then, his phone pinged with a new text message.
He picked it up, and the moment he finished reading the text, his eyes went wide in shock. He even shot up from his swivel chair right away.
He thought, 'Damn it. Why is that little bitch showing up now? I haven't even had time to cover those outgoing transfers.'
He scrambled toward the finance department in a panic. But when he finally arrived, he found Hallie sitting calmly on the sofa, staring right at him as if she had known all along that he would make an appearance.
On the sofas to either side, senior executives from both companies sat watching in silence, their gazes locked on Tucker.
Several documents were spread across the table—clearly already checked, with discrepancies in the accounts now evident.
Truth be told, Hallie didn't even need to audit the accounts. It was an open secret within Levine Group that Tucker had been padding project budgets, using his subordinates to push inflated numbers through multiple layers of approval, all to line his own pockets.
Everyone knew what Tucker was up to, but nobody dared to intervene. They were all afraid of crossing him and facing retaliation from his subordinates—or worse, losing their jobs—so they just turned a blind eye and muddled along.
A flicker of panic crossed Tucker's face, but it vanished almost instantly as he regained his composure. Then, it struck him that Hallie only had the support of four of the company's senior executives.
'Half the senior management are my people. Even if Hallie tries to go after me, who would testify for her? Who would even dare to do that?' Tucker thought.
With these thoughts in mind, Tucker suddenly regained his confidence. He lifted his chin, adopting a calm, unaffected demeanor, as if nothing at all had happened.
"Hallie, sweetheart, what brings you here? I thought you were always too busy with hospital work to bother with the company. You should call me first before dropping by next time," he said casually.
Hallie had no patience for Tucker's evasive tactics. She simply pointed at the documents laid out on the table. "Mr. Levine, care to explain why these documents don't add up?"
"The accounts don't add up? How could that be?" Tucker frowned as he forced a look of exaggerated confusion, pretending to be shocked as he hurried over to check the papers.
He put on a show of meticulously examining the documents several times before feigning sudden realization. "Oh, the amounts are fine. It's probably just a data entry error by the accounting staff. It's nothing too serious. I'll have them fix it later."
His tone was casual and dismissive, clearly trying to downplay the entire issue and brush it aside.
"Really?" Hallie picked up the documents again, looking doubtful.
Then, she added, "If even trivial matters like this can go wrong, it really speaks to how incompetent this finance team is. And look here—it says the application was already approved. What if the wrong amount actually got transferred? Or worse, what if someone quietly pocketed the money?"
With that, Hallie set down the documents, but instead of going after Tucker directly, she shifted her gaze to a man in his fifties seated on the sofa.
Hallie said, "Mr. Harrison, my grandfather personally trained you for this role. As the head of Finance, how could you allow your team to make such basic, careless mistakes? This responsibility lies with you. I expect you to investigate this matter thoroughly."
The manager, Liam Harrison, let out a long, heavy sigh, his expression full of deep remorse. "Ms. Levine, you're absolutely right. This is entirely my fault. I'll replace everyone in the finance department and investigate each person individually.
"If I find anyone who has embezzled company funds, I won't hesitate to report them to the authorities!"
This was a velvet dagger that slid right into Tucker's heart. He thought he was ready for anything.
If Hallie had come at him directly and accused him of embezzlement, he could've just played dumb, denied it all, and stuck to his story no matter what.