The 5-time Rejected Gamma & the Lycan King novel Chapter 163

Chapter 163

Mr Clark began, “Mr Dupont, in your years as minister, did you ever have direct access to government funds?” 1

“No. I’m only a deputy. Marie is the one with direct access.”

“So, you can’t access the funds without her approval?” Mr Clark clarified.

“Well, to be fair, neither of us can access it unless the government, as a whole, approves it.” Dupont clearly rehearsed this well versed answer.

“So, the funds which were disbursed were approved by the government?”

“Yes, it was to be given to wolf packs. But I have no clue how a part of it ended up in my account. I can tell you I was shocked beyond words when I was informed about it.”

Mr Clark smiled at his impeccable answer. “And do you keep your phone with you at all times, Mr Dupont?”

“No, that’d be ridiculous! I leave it on all parts of the house all the time.”

“So, it is possible that one of your ten servants could have accessed it without your knowledge, if they were being careful enough.”

“It’s very possible, Mr Clark.”

“As for your daughter’s education, isn’t it true that she works part-time, hence earning a decent wage?”

Dupont smiled with pride. “She does, indeed.”

“Thank you, Mr Dupont.”

The prosecutor got back up for the re-examination. “Mr Dupont, how much does your daughter earn in her part-time job?”

“I don’t know about that.”

The prosecutor faced the judge and said, “My Lord, I ask that the accused’s daughter, Ms Dupont, be called to the stand to be questioned.”

“Objection, my Lord! Ms Dupont has no involvement in the corruption charges against my client.”

The prosecutor argued, “My Lord, we need Ms Dupont to verify the salary she earns to assess whether the amount was sufficient to contribute to her studies as Mr Clark was suggesting.”.

Judge Cook looked irritated when he asked the prosecutor, “Do you have no evidence of her income, prosecutor?”

The prosecutor immediately said, “We do, my Lord. But we thought it’d be better if Ms Dupont was called to verify the evidence we have.”

“And waste the court’s time, prosecutor? Not on my watch. Where’s the evidence?” Judge Cook thrusted a hand as he asked for the evidence. The deputy, who was flipping through the bundle of documents, found it when her colleague was speaking to the judge, s o the prosecutor wasted no time before handing it over to Judge Cook.

When the paper touched Judge Cook’s hand, he put on his reading glasses as he asked, “Was the accused given a copy of this?”

“Yes, my Lord.”

After the judge skimmed through the payslip the prosecutor obtained from Ms Dupont’s employer, he said, “Proceed with the accused, prosecutor. Ms Dupont need not be called to the stand for this.”

The prosecutor gave Dupont a copy of the payslip and said, “According to your daughter’s payslip, Mr Dupont, she only earns seven hundred dollars a month as a waitress in a cocktail bar. Needless to say, she wouldn’t have been able to pay her tuition fee without your help.”

“I didn’t say she paid it without my help.”

“So, you’ve helped her without knowing that there was a huge gap between your annual salary and her annual tuition fee?”

“Yes.”

“Do you have any outstanding loans?”

“N… I don’t recall.” He was about to say ‘no’ until he noticed Mr Clark giving him a look, so he abruptly changed his answer.

“Well, then. Let me enlighten you, Mr Dupont. You have no outstanding loans. Your bankers confirmed this.”

“It’s good to know, I suppose.” Dupont said it like it was no big deal. Xandar had to rely on Lucianne’s scent, touch and her cooing