#Chapter 165: Lost And Found

Aria’s POV Perhaps, in my fear of having lost the check, I was irrational, but given all that Anthony had already done to me, I immediately looked at him with suspicion. After all, he’d already stolen my pens. Why wouldn’t he take a check worth so much? “Did you take it?” I demanded. “I didn’t take anything,” Anthony replied. “What are you talking about?” “My check,” I said, rushing to his desk. He leaned back in his chair as if trying to get away from me. That only made me more suspicious. “Did you take my check?” “You need to chill out. I didn’t take any check.” “You took my pens.” “Pens are pens. I was just messing with you. I wouldn’t actually sabotage your life by stealing your money.” Anthony seems more annoyed than deflecting, and for that reason, I slowly start to believe him. Stealing anything was a problem, but stealing pens off my desk was much different than pocketing a $5 million check. He probably wasn’t my thief, if there even was a thief. I had no rea