Too Late to Hold Me Back novel Chapter 267

The next morning was zero hour.

As soon as Mira arrived at the martial arts hall, she booted up her laptop and ran through the keystrokes, her fingers hovering over the board like a pianist preparing for a concerto.

"The market doesn't open for over an hour. Read a book," Master Ellis suggested.

"No. This isn't a standard trade. I can't afford a microsecond of lag."

Her instincts screamed that Shane's team was sitting in front of their monitors right now, fingers hovering over the kill switch. If the stock dipped even slightly at the opening bell, they would instantly suspend trading.

If her capital got frozen in a suspended stock, it could be locked up for months while Porter dragged out the internal restructuring process.

She needed that cash flow. The massive year-end bonuses and profit-sharing checks for all her employees relied entirely on the capital she had weaponized for this attack.

It was a massive gamble.

At 9:15 AM, during the pre-market auction phase, Mira rapidly executed her sell orders. By 9:30 AM, the funds cleared into her account.

"Master, it's done."

Master Ellis leaned in, his eyes wide. "Done! How much did we make?"

"Not too much. We doubled our initial investment."

"Doubled? And you call that not much? Hahaha!" Master Ellis roared with laughter. "I haven't made that kind of money in years! That's going to leave a massive scar on Porter Entertainment. Did we wipe out a chunk of their market cap?"

"We did. Look at you, Master, picking up Wall Street jargon."

"Hey, I sit here listening to you two scheme all day. I was bound to learn something."

Her phone buzzed. It was Owen calling from his office.

"Did it go smoothly?"

"Total disaster. Lost every penny," Mira whispered, feigning despair.

"You're making jokes when you just lost a fortune?" He immediately hung up.

"Why was he so sure you were joking?" Master Ellis asked, confused by the rapid exchange.

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