Blaming on the hormones (2)
In the storeroom, next to the first restaurant on the ground floor of the Grand MC hotel.
"Remember Wandy! If you tell anyone I'll fire you!"
Mary's voice threatened a woman in front of her. Wandy, a thirty-nine-year-old assistant, stood shakingly in front of the small desk. Marry was sitting behind it.
Wandy was Mary's helper. She was responsible for purchasing goods and ingredients and knew the bills in detail. Wandy was so scared of Mary. She had witnessed the previous assistant got sacked after the woman argued with Mary.
The restaurants were doing great and popular among guests and high-end travelers. A lot of goods and ingredients were purchased every day. Wandy knew there was a loophole if anyone wanted to cheat money from this process. Especially, if a fraud person had power in hands and looked after the purchase lists herself. No one called to check because it was a big hotel and they made a lot of profits already.