Too Late to Hold Me Back novel Chapter 221

She had originally intended to withdraw the funds in batches to avoid drawing attention.

But the capital had grown too massively; after the second round of investments, her principal now sat at over $120 million.

Even pulling out a third of it at once could violently tank the stock price, triggering a panic sell-off from other investors.

If it hit the daily limit down, Mira Mercer might not be able to liquidate her remaining shares today.

Waiting until tomorrow meant pulling out at a lower point, and the lost profit would be astronomical.

Mira glanced at the staggering balance on her screen and breathed a sigh of relief.

Shutting her laptop, she tapped into the memories of her past life to help her teacher draft the Unit Evaluation Sheets.

Less than three minutes after morning exercises concluded, Mr. Harth walked in.

"That was fast. Did you sprint here?"

"How did it go? Everything smooth?"

"Are you asking about the evaluation sheets?"

Mira teased him intentionally.

"Messing with me, aren't you? Is writing a test hard for a top student like you?"

Mr. Harth shot her a glare.

"So you finally admit I'm a top student."

Mira smiled.

He usually nitpicked everything, finding any excuse to deduct points when grading her assignments.

Mr. Harth grumbled inwardly that if he didn't keep her grounded, her ego would inflate out of control.

"Spit it out!"

"Everything went perfectly."

Mira stopped teasing; time was short.

"The first investment quadrupled, the second doubled."

"That much?"

Mr. Harth's eyes lit up.

He rarely lost his composure, being in his twenties but forcing himself to maintain a strict, professional front.

"This was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Don't go gambling on stocks after this."

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