The Billionaire Who Saved Me - Chapter 21: Chapter 21

Xander gave me a long, meaningful look, then left with Oliver.
"Wait." I tossed the 7 thousand dollars across the desk. "Take this with you. I don't want you to accuse me of trying to rip you off."
Neither of them said a word. They just took the money and walked out.
I got the last word and managed to squeeze a chunk of money out of Oliver, but I didn't feel even a little satisfied. Things had spun far beyond what I expected, and now I needed to figure out my next move.
I wanted to call Mason and ask what I should do in a situation like this. Without even realizing it, I'd already started seeing him as my anchor.
But then I hesitated, afraid Mason would mock me. While I was stuck debating, the fax machine suddenly beeped and began spitting out pages.
I walked over to check and saw they were from Mason. They were all documents about Oliver's embezzlement and falsified accounts over the past few years.
Oh my goodness, the timing couldn't have been better. Everything suddenly clicked into place. I hadn't been able to figure out how Oliver came up with that much money so fast. It turned out he stole it from the company.
After reading through everything, I carefully tucked the pages into a drawer. A moment later, I opened the drawer again and moved the documents into the safe before locking it. Then I sat back down in my chair.
According to the files, Oliver had embezzled more than 300 thousand dollars from the company over the past few years. And I'd been his wife for three of those years without knowing a thing.
There was no time to waste. I needed to strike while the iron was hot. I picked up the phone and called out to the assistant room, "Heidi, come in for a second."
Heidi walked in, and I told her to bring the company's legal counsel to my office. She immediately looked wary and asked, "Why do you need the legal counsel?"
I narrowed my eyes and stood up, leaning forward with both hands on the desk. I spoke softly, as if negotiating, "How about this—I'll send a report to headquarters and ask the chairman to issue a directive switching our positions. What do you think?"
"No, that's not what I meant." Heidi waved her hands in a panic, insisting she wouldn't dare, but still didn't go fetch the lawyer.
"Fine, I'll go myself." I moved like I was about to head out, and only then did Heidi rush to block me, her face falling as she finally went out.
I rubbed my temples, thinking that I really needed to replace this assistant as soon as possible.
Luckily, I didn't have to wait long this time. The lawyer arrived quickly. She looked to be in her early thirties, sharp and professional.
I asked Heidi to leave, then briefly consulted the lawyer about the sentencing guidelines for corporate embezzlement. I didn't mention any names, and the lawyer didn't ask. She explained everything clearly, and I personally walked her out.
Back in my office, a cold smile crept onto my lips. I knew the news that I'd had the lawyer in my office had probably already spread through every corner of the company.
The company's internal politics were even messier than I'd imagined. Even though the three months of training taught me a lot, it still wasn't enough.
But no matter how hard this got, even if everyone ended up against me, I had to expose Oliver for what he really was and make sure he got what he deserved.
If Oliver managed to embezzle that much money right under Xander's nose, there was no way Xander was completely innocent either.
And the fact that I'd openly brought in the lawyer for a private consultation in my office would definitely raise alarms among certain people in the company. That was exactly what I wanted. I needed to stir the pot to achieve my goal.
But now wasn't the time for me to make another move. I'd already drawn enough attention over the past few days, so all I could do was put my hopes on my mom.
I really hoped she'd taken my words at the hospital to heart. If my mom went to the police and filed a report, that would be perfect. She had a ready-made case—assault.
There were plenty of witnesses when Oliver pushed her. He couldn't deny it. As long as they could detain him, I could finally set my plan in motion.
But a whole week went by, and everything stayed surprisingly quiet. My mom was discharged after the wound on her head healed. After that, she didn't come by the company, and I didn't hear anything about her showing up at Oliver's place either.
Because of my identity, I had to hold back even though I desperately wanted to check on my mom. Right now, all I could do was watch and wait.
I hoped that even if my mom didn't call the cops, it would still help if Oliver did something to hurt me. I could use it to blow things up and turn a small issue into a big one.
To my disappointment, though, Oliver made no move. He went about his usual routine, commuting to work as normal. When he saw me at the office, he even greeted me, acting as if nothing had ever happened.
There had to be something going on. It all felt too normal to be real.
I was starting to get antsy. I only had a month to take revenge, and ten days were already gone. I couldn't afford to wait any longer. If they weren't going to make a move, then I would.
But before I even had the chance, good news came in—Oliver had been taken away by the police.
By the time I found out, the news had already spread all over the company. And once again, I was struck by the fact that I had no one reliable around me. It made me even more annoyed with Heidi.
It turned out it was my mom who went to the police and filed a report. They waited until now to take Oliver in because Xander had interfered. Xander used his connections in the police station to pressure the police into shelving the case.
But my mom waited outside the station for three days straight. The police were afraid the situation would escalate, so they had no choice but to bring Oliver in for questioning.
The moment Oliver was taken away, I had the lawyer file a case in court accusing him of embezzling company funds. I also paid to hire internet trolls to get the story trending online.
People in this country absolutely despise corruption. With the trolls pushing the narrative, the story blew up instantly, setting off a firestorm of discussion.
I didn't hide the company's name either. Before long, netizens had already dug up Oliver's full name and position. Then the trolls started exposing even more—his ex-wife's disappearance, the mistress being pregnant.
I locked myself in my office every day, glued to the internet, watching how things unfolded. The situation kept snowballing. Even before Oliver was released from the police station, people online had already found out his home address.
New posts were going up by the minute. From one thread, I saw that someone had gone to ask around in his neighborhood and confirmed that a pregnant young woman really was living in Oliver's apartment.
Someone who claimed to have done an in-person interview even posted: [Oliver used to beat his ex-wife. She didn't run off with another man—he beat her until she left.]
There were also rumors that Jennifer used to work in a nightclub and only quit after hooking up with Oliver to "go straight".
The person spreading it swore it was true, saying he knew Jennifer because he'd slept with her.
I covered my mouth, trying not to laugh out loud, realizing how rumors like this spread. It was amazing how quickly words could grow into something bigger, and how they could tear someone apart.
Even though Oliver had nearly beaten me to death back then, he'd never actually abused me before. But these posts sounded so convincing that even I might've believed them if I weren't the one who lived through it.