
Revenge on the Rude Waiter
Chapter 3
I tapped on my phone. It started showing live surveillance footage. The restaurant was packed. Most of the customers had clearly come to show support after the viral incident.
Revenue had skyrocketed. In less than six hours, the branch had already made what it usually earned in two months.
I originally checked the footage to gather evidence for the police, but what I saw shocked me even more.
In the staff lounge, Mandy was bragging to her mother about her achievements, while Ethan stood behind her and eagerly massaged her shoulders.
"Mom, our revenue increased several ten-folds. I skimmed 435 grand from it. You and Dad can just enjoy your vacation."
After a few casual remarks, she hung up.
Ethan immediately leaned close to her ear. He lowered his voice and spoke in a charming tone.
"Mandy, this surge in revenue wouldn't have happened without me, right? Don't you think it's time you gave me that Porsche you promised?"
Mandy was clearly in a great mood. She reached back and caressed his face.
"You really are my lucky charm.
"But I'm planning to buy a luxury apartment in Westonia this month. It costs around 580 grand. Based on current revenue, I'm still a bit short–"
Seeing this, Candace, who was the Chief Legal Officer at Sylas Group, couldn't help but snort.
"Abusing their position to embezzle company funds, and in such large amounts. That's a criminal offense. They'd receive a minimum sentence of three years. They've got some nerve."
I hummed in agreement. This was no longer just defamation.
Since it had gone this far, we'd settle everything at once.
Ethan grinned greedily.
"If I manage to get the remaining 90 grand, you'll add my name to that apartment."
A sly glint appeared in Mandy's eyes.
"Of course."
After the promise was made, the two of them tumbled together onto the couch in the lounge.
Thirty minutes later, I received another message from Ethan.
[I'll give you one more chance. Transfer 90 grand to me right now, and I'll tell everyone you're not a kept man.]
Candace snorted again.
"Extortion on top of everything else. First time I've seen someone so eager to add years to their own sentence."
I smirked and replied.
[I'll give you the money, but I need to make sure you'll keep your word. Tomorrow morning, let's meet at the restaurant. We'll deal in person.]
At the same time, as the company's regional CEO in Hawthorn, I sent a message to Yvonne Lindt.
[I've heard your branch's revenue has increased several tenfold. I'll personally inspect it tomorrow. Pick me up at the office.]
That very night, Yvonne hastily returned on a flight.
The moment she landed, she headed straight to the office.
As soon as she saw me, she bowed slightly to me and smiled.
I handed her a black briefcase filled with cash.
"This is 90 grand. It's for the employees at the branch."
She beamed.
"Oh my, the branch's performance has been great, but such a big bonus isn't necessary. Mr. Keele, you're too generous."
I smiled without saying a word.
On the way to the branch, Ethan messaged me again.
[There's a higher-up visiting this morning. Don't come. We'll talk this afternoon.]
Yvonne must have already warned Mandy about it.
I ignored him. Whether I showed up or not wasn't his decision to make.
Thirty minutes later, Yvonne and I arrived at the restaurant.
All the staff were lined up to welcome us, but Mandy was nowhere in sight.
I knew she was scrambling to erase the evidence of her embezzlement.
Ethan turned his head. The moment he saw me, his eyes widened in shock.