Too Late to Hold Me Back novel Chapter 1314

Dominic felt compelled to give his friend a blunt reality check. "Everyone in the domestic industry knows this. How could you be so oblivious?"

"I heard a rumor a few days ago that a pair of market oracles from the mainland had made a killing on Wall Street.

"You're saying that's them?"

"Who else could it be?"

"I'm planning to invite them to dinner soon. If you want to get a better read on them, you're welcome to join."

"Wait, you're the Secretary of Finance, and you're inviting them to a private dinner?"

For some inexplicable reason, Dominic's trajectory had changed in this life. Instead of being the Federal Commissioner of Public Security, he was now the Secretary of Finance.

"Of course. It's not every day the mainland produces a pair of financial prodigies like them. If my estimates are right, they are going to become the biggest financial pillars of our national treasury.

"The taxes alone from their recent haul will be astronomical.

"Don't talents like that deserve an invitation from the Secretary of Finance?

"I'm going to cultivate them. They'll be the ultimate cash cow for our economy."

"Alright. I'll be there."

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Meanwhile, after leaving the Quinn estate, Mira and Ethan mapped out a plan to plant informants among the household staff, ensuring Eleanor's safety and peace of mind.

But as long as the old woman was living comfortably, they had no intention of interfering directly.

As for Owen, since he had chosen to align himself with someone else, Mira saw no reason to maintain any ties with him.

The world was full of exceptional men. As long as she remained at the absolute pinnacle of success, she would never lack for a worthy partner.

Ethan turned to Mira. "I'm going to have someone dig into what exactly happened between Sebastian and Owen over the years."

"Who are you going to use for the intel?"

In her previous life, Master Ellis had worked for Mira, but without the massive influx of capital she provided, his operation would never have expanded to such an overwhelming scale.

Nor would he have managed to create such a vast gap between himself and Mr. Doyle.

Relying on their memories, the siblings effortlessly navigated to Clarence's headquarters and seamlessly provided the underground passcode.

When Clarence stepped into the room and saw two entirely unfamiliar faces, he was visibly taken aback. "Who referred you to me?"

He rarely made personal appearances; his subordinates handled the standard clientele. Anyone who warranted a direct meeting with him had to possess a certain level of status. More importantly, without that status, they would never have acquired his encrypted passcode.

Mira offered a faint smile. "As long as our capital matches the requisite level, does it really matter who referred us, Mr. Doyle?"

"Fair enough. My doors are open for business. As long as you harbor no hostile intentions, you are welcome guests."

As he spoke, his sharp gaze locked intensely onto their eyes.

Men of his caliber possessed predatory instincts. If either of them harbored any ulterior motives, he would spot it instantly.