Too Late to Hold Me Back novel Chapter 268

"You're gambling big," Mira warned softly. "Since we grew up together, I'll give it to you straight. Close your position right now. Porter is backed into a corner, and they're about to lash out."

Harvey was a decent guy. He was worth keeping around as an ally.

"Understood. I'm pulling out."

...

Inside the executive suite of Porter Entertainment.

"Boss, should we suspend trading?"

"The stock is rebounding slightly. Hold the line."

Suspending a stock sent a massive red flag to the market, and corporations avoided it unless it was a fatal emergency.

Perhaps their aggressive PR blitz was finally turning the tide. The public's outrage had a short half-life; they would forget the scandal soon enough.

"Boss, it's climbing!"

Shane exhaled a heavy breath, the crushing weight on his chest finally lifting. He knew this storm would pass.

But the relief was fleeting. Minutes later, the stock violently tanked right back to the floor.

"Mr. Porter, I strongly advise immediate suspension," Allen urged. "That minor rally wasn't a recovery. It was the massive short-sellers closing their positions and cashing out. It was an illusion."

Shane hesitated, his pride warring with logic. But as the red numbers flashed, indicating another two-point drop, reality set in.

"Suspend it," Shane ordered, his voice laced with defeat.

Their E-Scooter Program was already bleeding cash. The rollout was expensive, and the user adoption rate was abysmal. Internal metrics showed they had less than a third of EcoRide's user base and mileage.

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