"If there’s one thing I’ve learned from the Avery family, who’ve owned thispany for generations, it’s the importance of being a leader who not only drives thepany forward but also contributes to the economy and uplifts the lives of the people."


    "Our goal has always been to make a positive impact that ripples through time, improving lives along the way. We don’t exploit our people. We understand that employees are the heart of everypany, and they deserve respect and fairness."


    "So tell me," Vince asked, his toneced with incredulity, "with a boss like mine, offering a good sry, do I really look like someone who’d throw away my reputation and future over a little bit of money?"


    He nced around, tilting his head as if genuinely pondering the absurdity of their usations. "Especially when they im I worked with key figures within thepany to embezzle funds. Let’s break it down—if I were to embezzle millions, I’d have to share it with all those people I supposedly worked with. That’s a lot of mouths to feed. Doesn’t that sound like a ridiculously stupid way to get rich?"


    A demeaning chuckle escaped his lips. "Well, perhaps you’re unaware, but as the acting president of the Avery Branch in Barcelona, my annual sry is substantial. And that’s not all—I’m also overseeing several other branches internationally."


    "So, let me ask you this: did I embezzle funds from all those branches too? Because if I didn’t, why would I single out the Barcelona branch, ruin my career, and destroy my future over something so petty, especially when I have multiplepanies to manage? It takes only a little extra effort for me to earn my monthly sry, which, by the way, is far greater than the amount mentioned in this so-called ’evidence’."


    "And if I really worked with so many key figures from other departments," Vince continued, his tone dripping with mockery, "that means they were doing the hard, risky work. So they’d be expecting a hefty cut from whatever funds I supposedly ’embezzled.’ Now, how much would that leave me with? A few million?"


    His words flowed smoothly, almost too eloquently, as the room fell silent.


    Everyone had been so focused on the crime itself, they’d overlooked the motivation behind it—the emotion that drives any crime.


    But now, Vince’s point hit home. If he was already making such a substantial sry as acting president, why on earth would he risk everything to embezzle when his legitimate ie was enviable by most standards?


    Everyone stood in stunned silence as Vince pointed out the obvious ws in their thinking, and one by one, they began to process the truth.


    To further drive his point home, Vince projected his sry onto the same screen that had disyed the so-called ’evidence’ earlier. At this stage, there was no reason to hold back—revealing his sry to the media was a small price to pay for clearing his name.


    As the numbers shed across the screen, the room collectively gasped. The magnitude of his monthly earnings left everyone speechless.


    They couldn’t believe it—Vince was making more than most CEOs who owned their ownpanies.


    It was clear: the Avery Consortium was massive, with resources that allowed them to offer such a generous sry to an acting president.


    In that moment, the embezzlement and tax evasion allegations seemed utterly imusible. With his sry nowid bare for all to see, it was hard to reconcile the scandal with the reality of Vince’s earnings.


    For the first time, the public saw just how much he was truly making, and with it, the weight of the usations crumbled under the sheer logic of his financial standing.


    The fact that Vince managed multiple Avery Branches as the acting president spoke volumes about his capability and the high regard in which the Averys held him.


    It was no wonder he earned a monthly sry in the hundreds of millions. At that moment, even the CEOs of other listedpanies couldn’t help but feel envious after seeing his verified payslip.


    His position, and the immense trust ced in him, was undeniable—and it made his ie seem all the more justified.


    But Vince wasn’t finished yet. He now projected the authentic ounts from the archive, which perfectly aligned with the records on the server.


    "As you can see, these documents match exactly with what’s stored in ourpany server, which is securely protected by the Avery system. In truth, a corporate spy infiltrated my building, and we only realized it after I was sent to jail—a mistake on my part."


    "However, despite their efforts to breach our security, they didn’t manage to erase the original files. I’ve kept those hidden, stored in a ce only I know, and I’ve done so every month."


    "The spy took the copy from the archive and reced it with a tampered version. Then, one month ago, a hacker silently infiltrated our system, making no noticeable changes at first. But two weeks prior to this incident, the hacker attempted to alter the online ounts again."


    He then projected the hacking history that Sasha had gathered earlier.