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"But I don't know exactly what's wrong with the network. I have been trying this since yesterday night, and I'm fed up already. I don't know what else I can do to this laptop," Isabella yelled as she angrily shut down her laptop and turned it back on.
"Hmm... Since yesterday? Do you think that it's the network?" Charles said as he put his hand on her laptop.
"Then what? What else can it be if it's not the network? Just refresh it again; maybe it's going to work," she shot back.
Angrily, Isabella got up and started going around her office.
"Madam... Can you please come and check this out?" Charles called her attention.
"What's this? This is zero balance!! We have over one billion dollars in this account," she yelled.
Pressing the refresh button again, Charles replied, "But this is the fifth time that I'm going to refresh this thing, and it's showing me the same thing. I don't know what else I can do."
"Then you must be crazy for saying that. It seems that you are ready to be sacked, right? Just keep refreshing it until it shows me the real balance," she yelled back.
Charles began sweating. He adjusted his polo and brought out his glasses. Then, he put them on.
"I'm now wearing my glasses. Maybe I should just refresh it again and be sure of what I'm seeing," he said.
Angrily, Isabella shouted at him, "Better do that now before I sack you. As my secretary, you don't know that you are supposed to do everything to make your work perfect, right? This is going to be your last warning."
"I am sorry to say this, madam. I think we have been scammed," Charles said, with his voice breaking.
"Scammed? What do you mean, dude? Are you saying that we have lost one billion dollars? How? Why?" Isabella asked angrily.
She sat down on the edge of the table.
"What's wrong with this, Matthew?" She said as she called the computer expert of their company.
"Yes, ma'am, I'm on my way," Matthew replied as he hurried to meet her.
Pointing at Charles, Isabella said, "This dude is saying rubbish. Can you please tell me why the balance is showing zero? Quickly find a solution to it and tell me when done."
"Okay, madam," Matthew said as he held the cursor.
After some minutes, he said, "It looks like that's your real balance, ma'am. There's nothing in the account, ma'am."
"There's nothing there? Are you sure? The balance is supposed to be more than one billion dollars," Isabella said.
She couldn't believe what she just heard.
She turned to Matthew and said, "But I didn't do anything strange on this computer yesterday. Only someone sent me a link, and I clicked on it. After that, I didn't do anything strange. And the person even invented over two million dollars yesterday ".
Matthew sighed.
"Maybe that's where the error lies," he said.
"I can't believe that I'm going bankrupt. Is this happening to me?" Isabella said as she gazed at her balance, hoping it was going to be the amount she left it last night.
Suddenly and angrily, Arthur entered her office with rage.
"What exactly is your problem, Isabella? Why haven't I received my money since this morning? This is my first time investing here, and you have already messed up. Where's my money?" Arthur asked.
"I don't know what's wrong with it. You are going to receive your money," Isabella responded.
"And what's that? Is that not a zero balance? Where's my money?" Arthur said as he pointed at the balance on her laptop.
"I'm going to do something about it," Isabella said, her eyes turning red.
"This is your last chance, Isabella. Do you think that I invested in your company just for my money to disappear like air?" Arthur shouted.
"I'm sorry, Arthur. I'm going to find something to do with it. You are all going to be given your money," Isabella replied as her voice began to break.
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