The wrong Woman novel by Ginny Not Genie novel Chapter 497

"I didn't have time to request leave," Mila explained.

Jacob scoffed. "You're saying you didn't even have time to ask for leave? That's a lame excuse."

Mila took a breath and clarified calmly, "I was in a rush. The marriage proposal happened late at night, and I flew back for the wedding the next morning."

Jacob showed no sympathy. He stated angrily, "I don't care about your wedding arrangements. You'll be marked absent for a week due to unauthorized leave. Your salary for the month will be cut in half. And don't even think about receiving any bonuses this year."

Mila was really mad—her cheeks were puffing out in anger. It wasn't about the money. She just felt like she was being treated unfairly.

It was Nathan who hurried her home to get married. But, as the boss, he hadn't approved her leave in advance, so she ended up being marked absent.

The more Mila thought about it, the madder she got. She turned on her phone, and messages started pouring in.

"Wait, let me ask my husband about this," Mila said casually.

"Why do you need to ask him?" Jacob was confused.

"I want to see if he had approved my leave."

"Do you have to ask your husband for leave approval? Is he the HR manager?" Jacob smirked.

Mila held her breath as she dialed Nathan's number.

Nathan's voice came over the line. He sounded a bit excited. "Wanda, you—"

Mila interrupted him sharply, "Did you approve my leave when I returned to Phoenicia to get married?"

Mila took a moment to compose herself. She recalled that her computer didn't retain any data.

It was always transferred to her USB drive when she conducted research, and the computer was routinely wiped clean. She was puzzled over how the hydronium research data had leaked from her computer.

Her anger reached a boiling point, and her fists clenched so tightly they trembled.

Unable to contain herself any longer, she muttered a curse at Jacob under her breath and questioned sharply, "Who handed you this file? Is she trying to get you to snoop on me?"

Mila's tone was casual yet cutting as she continued, "You couldn't even grasp the significance of this chemical data. You're nothing but a waste of space, and yet you dare to lead Team B in the research department?"

Jacob's expression twisted with anger. He hadn't expected someone like Mila, who had likely landed her position through connections, to openly insult him in such a manner.