Reborn As Super Heiress
Chapter 1013 - 1009: In a Frenzy

Chapter 1013: Chapter 1009: In a Frenzy

Not only did Nohara Sa find Watanabe Yasu suspicious, but Tanaka Heiichi was even more convinced that Watanabe Yasu was involved in the museum theft case. However, this thief was too cunning and managed to find someone to provide him with an alibi, allowing him to escape unscathed.

This time, Tanaka Heiichi truly regretted it. Initially, he intended to please Watanabe Yasu, hoping to cling onto the Watanabe Consortium and gain some benefits. But who would have thought that instead of a major benefactor, he had provoked a hungry wolf? He was the fool who let the wolf into the house, causing the museum to suffer a huge loss.

Tanaka Heiichi was troubled and believed that he was the cause of the incident. How could he have the face to stay at the museum any longer? That day, he submitted a resignation letter, claiming that it was all his fault and that if the thief wasn’t caught and brought to justice, he would no longer hold any position at the National Museum.

Moreover, Tanaka Heiichi publicly revealed to the media what happened on the afternoon of the museum theft. Although he didn’t explicitly say that Watanabe Yasu was the thief, his words hinted that Watanabe Yasu was undoubtedly connected to the incident.

Tanaka Heiichi was now completely at odds with Watanabe Yasu because he simply didn’t believe that, with so much evidence pointing to Watanabe Yasu, the incident could have nothing to do with him.

Little did Watanabe Yasu know about Tanaka Heiichi’s thoughts. Just a day after being released from the police station, he was about to return to work at the company as usual, but as soon as he got to the company entrance, he was immediately surrounded by a group of waiting reporters.

"Mr. Watanabe, do you really have anything to do with the National Museum theft case?"

"We heard that Mr. Watanabe was called to cooperate with the Dongdu Police Department the day before yesterday. What do you have to say about this matter?"

"Chairman Tanaka submitted his resignation yesterday and claimed that on the afternoon of the theft, you requested to enter the museum warehouse for a tour, and the artifacts you saw were stolen that very night. Is this really a coincidence?"

"..."

These reporters’ questions were direct and sharp, casting suspicious gazes at Watanabe Yasu. It seemed they had caught a whiff of something fishy from Tanaka Heiichi’s words, and there were quite a few among the public who were already convinced that the incident had to do with Watanabe Yasu.

Watanabe Yasu: "..."

At this moment, Watanabe Yasu was utterly overwhelmed. He couldn’t quite understand why Tanaka Heiichi was so fixated on him as if he had lost his mind. They hardly had any significant interactions, and he didn’t seem to have offended him. Why drag him into this mess when he chose to resign?

Watanabe Yasu was utterly infuriated. He thought that walking out of the police station safely should have been enough to prove his innocence in the theft case. But he never expected that what followed would be even more troublesome than going into the police station.

First, when he entered the company, his colleagues kept a natural distance from him. No one dared to speak to him, but there were whispers and pointing behind his back. That would have been manageable, but all the newspapers and magazines that day prominently featured the National Museum theft, and Tanaka Heiichi’s resignation was also picked up by the media, even hinting at a connection to the Watanabe Consortium.

The public was in an uproar, with the Watanabe Consortium’s stock market plummeting right from the start. Upon discovering this abnormality, it was immediately reported to the consortium’s headquarters, and soon someone noticed something was off.

The directors of the consortium, upon learning of this, all looked displeased. Almost without hesitation, they unanimously decided that the public must be given an explanation.

As a result, the situation led to Watanabe Yasu facing misfortune once again.

He had just entered the office, barely warmed the seat, when he received a notice from headquarters, revoking all his positions and telling him to sort out his personal affairs first.

The notice was written politely, but those directors, upon seeing the consortium’s stock hit rock bottom, almost wished they could slap the notice in Watanabe Yasu’s face, directly telling him to pack his bags and get lost, cursing him for the mess he created. Not only was he involved in stealing artifacts, but he didn’t even cover his tracks properly, causing them all trouble!

Thus, just the day after leaving the police station, Watanabe Yasu was booted out of the company.

Watanabe Yasu drove home in a fit of rage, but before he even reached his doorstep, he received a call from his wife: "Does the National Museum theft on Christmas Eve have anything to do with you?"

Watanabe Yasu was already in a terrible state, and hearing his wife bringing up this matter made him bristle. He snapped, "Are you here to question and accuse me too? I said no, no, how many times do I have to say it? I wasn’t at the National Museum that night!"

Mrs. Watanabe’s tone was calm, almost mocking: "Yes, you weren’t at the National Museum, but you were with that Miss Yuuko, right? Spending Christmas Eve together romantically. I’ve been married to you all these years, and I’ve never seen you be so considerate to me."

Watanabe Yasu was at a loss for words. His wife’s question hit a nerve; he was indeed feeling guilty. But with his mind already a jumble these days, having been hounded by reporters, ostracized by colleagues, and now fired by the company, he was completely overwhelmed. He had no patience left to deal with his wife and snapped, "What exactly do you want to say? I’m in no mood to discuss this with you. Just take care of the house, and don’t call me to bother me over nothing!"

Watanabe Yasu considered himself responsible toward his wife. In his mind, he believed that her role was to support him at home, not to interfere with his affairs outside.

Unfortunately, these words were piercing to Mrs. Watanabe’s ears. This man was willing to spend an entire night pleasing a mistress, yet he couldn’t even be patient enough for a phone call with her. What’s the point of such a marriage?

"Rest assured, after this call, I will never bother you again. I’m taking Yamazaki with me. You can be with your Miss Yuuko forever. You don’t need to worry about me or Yamazaki anymore!"

Watanabe Yasu was confused: "What do you mean?"

"What do you mean you don’t understand? Watanabe Yasu, we’re done. I’ve signed the divorce papers. They’re on the coffee table in the living room. Just sign them and send them to me!"

Watanabe Yasu felt his blood boil and wanted to lash out, but before he could say anything, the person on the other end hung up.

Furious, Watanabe Yasu slammed on the gas and sped toward home, but as he arrived at his courtyard’s entrance, he found a group of reporters gathered outside. In the distance, his wife, with his son, got into a private car and drove away without looking back.

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