Fired Over a Gift Card, Then They Learned I Held $200 Million

My probation ended. I got fired.

The bank had no open positions this year, so an intern who'd just been told to leave stormed straight into President Fox's office.

She claimed I'd been sitting on my position to line my own pockets, skimming fifty thousand in gift cards every month—the ones purchasing set aside for clients.

I didn't even bother looking up at her. "I have deposits here. That makes me a client too. Those gifts were mine to begin with."

She sized me up, lip curling. "You, a client? You've got what, a few thousand to your name?