Mr. Chairman’s Devious Wife by Brey Mitchylle novel Chapter 59

Chapter 59

“What?” Mrs. Phelps’s facial expression immediately changed. “Sofia, I don’t know what you’re talking about. Why would 1 betray you?” she chuckled as if the mere idea of betraying Sofia was something comical. “Whoever is saying this must know that you wanted me to become the next creative director and wanted to ruin my reputation. But you already know that, right?”

Sofia pursed her lips, unable to understand why the woman seemed so calm. Was it because she was innocent, or was she simply good at pretending? Sofia knew it was the latter.

However, Mrs. Phelps’s calmness almost caught her off guard. If she were naive, she would have immediately believed the woman. After all, Mrs. Phelps had been working under the company for years. It would be reasonable if someone just wanted to malign her.

Without saying another word, Sofia placed the folder on the table. She smiled at the older woman. “Then please explain this

matter to me

Mrs. Phelps in her transactions.

opened the folder, and almost immediately her expression changed. The folder contained not just so images from the CCTV showing her log-in on her computer at the time the transaction was made.

“Actually, I thought the scheme was quite good…” Sofia said. “I almost did not realize that something was wrong until I started monitoring my company

Mrs. Phelps squinted at the folder, flipping through the evidence. “I don’t know how those got there, but this can’t be right. I would never betray the company. Someone’s trying to set me up.”

Sofia leaned forward, her eyes steady. “Mrs. Phelps, these aren’t just random accusations. We’ve got your transactions, your logins, and the CCTV footage. It’s pretty clear-cut. What’s your explanation?

Mrs. Phelps stuttered for a moment, then composed herself. “L.I don’t know how those transactions got linked to me. Maybe someone’s using my credentials without me knowing. This is a setup, Sofia

“Someone using your credentials to send confidential info to our competitors? That sounds like a stretch. Why would anyone do that to you specifically?” Sofia raised an eyebrow.

“I don’t have an answer for that, but I’m innocent. You have to believe me, Sofia.”

“Mrs. Phelps, I trusted you. You were part of this company for over a decade. I even considered promoting you. Why would someone frame you?” Sofia sighed, her disappointment evident.

“L… I don’t know. But I didn’t do this. I swear.” Mrs. Phelps bit her lip, looking genuinely perplexed.

“I want the truth. Are you involved in this, or are you really just an unfortunate victim of a setup?” Sofia leaned back, studying Mrs. Phelps. She had more than enough proof to nail this woman, but she was giving her the chance to explain

herself.

This was because Mrs. Phelps was one of the first workers of LH Design that Eunice Lockhart loved so much. Eunice trusted the woman, and Sofia wanted to know why Mrs. Phelps was willing to break that trust.

“I don’t know how this happened, but I didn’t collude with anyone. I’ve given my best to LH Design, and I would never jeopardize that.”

Sofia sneered. “You know… my mother trusted you so much.” Sonja knew that it was Eunice herself who hired the first workers of LH Design. Her mother had been proud of that fact. Yet you betrayed her…” Sofia suddenly placed more evidence on the table..

This time, she knew it was over.

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“It I don’t have these. I wouldn’t have believed that you are working for them.” Solta snorted.

The photos on the table captured moments that left little room for doubt. The first one showed Mrs Phelps talking to a shady looking middleman in a dimly lit alley, exchanging what seemed to be a bundle of papers. Sofia pointed at it, her

voice firm.

Explain this, Mrs Phelps What’s happening in this picture?” Actually, Solia knew what was happening in these pictures. Mrs. Phelps found it hard to send emails using her company email or any other personal email.

So, she chose to print the documents. It would be cleaner that way.

Almost immediately, Mrs. Phelps stammered, her eyes flickering over the incriminating image. “L… I don’t remember this. It must be doctored or something”

Sofia shook her head, her patience waning. “These pictures are crystal clear, and they match the time of the transactions.

my intelligence. What about this one?” She slid another photo across the table.

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helps with a sly grin, handing over a USB drive to a person clad in the rival company’s logo. Sofia’s rs. Phelps as she awaited an explanation Again, she knew that Mrs. Phelps was using this method to

“I can’t explain that. Maybe it’s someone who looks like me,” Mrs Phelps stammered, her defense faltering.