A mere minute later, Stock C rapidly surged upward, experiencing a minor pullback ten minutes in.
"Should we pull out?"
"Hold until the designated time,"
Mira instructed, radiating absolute confidence.
The group stared anxiously at their screens, practically wishing they could physically stop the stock's minor dip.
"Stop stressing; it's pointless. Confidence in trading comes from timely intelligence and razor-sharp judgment.
As for the charts, staring a hole through them won't change their trajectory."
A few minutes later, the line resumed its aggressive climb, and the collective sigh of relief was palpable.
The pre-set deadline arrived rapidly. The stock was still soaring, but Mira's command cut through the excitement.
"Now. Liquidate everything."
"B-But Stock C is still climbing..."
"Liquidate it! If you hesitate for another second, you'll lose your window,"
Mira ordered sharply.
Sure enough, less than thirty seconds later, the graph nosedived into a catastrophic plunge.
"Wow! That was a close call. Thank god we bailed."
"The Oracle strikes again. I'm completely in awe. I made two grand in half an hour."
"Why are you bragging about two grand? Harvey and Mira just cleared hundreds of thousands."
"Making two thousand dollars in a matter of minutes is plenty for me. Our starting capital was tiny."
It was Elara who had spoken, a satisfied grin on her face.
Everyone in the group quietly rejoiced over their decision to stick by Mira. Aligning themselves with the right person meant they weren't just absorbing invaluable knowledge; they were making a killing.
These classmates had proven they were willing to throw hands for her when things got ugly, and Mira was more than happy to help them build their wealth.
"Leah is such an idiot for cashing out early,"
Zachary remarked.
Did she really not realize that Mira was a financial savant?
Even someone like Reece practically glued himself to Mira, refusing to be chased away. Leah had an easy in, and she threw it all away voluntarily.
The exact same logic applies to exiting."
Her lecture concluded, Mira pulled out her advanced calculus textbook. The others quickly mirrored her actions, burying themselves in their reading.
Just then, Mira's phone buzzed. Glancing at the screen, she saw Liora's name flashing.
"Liora, what's wrong?"
"Mira, Celine is missing! What do we do? Oh my god, what do we do?!"
"Missing?! How do you know? Where was she last seen?"
Liora had a tendency to be melodramatic, and Mira sincerely hoped this was just a massive misunderstanding.
"Valerie told me! Since we're right here in Aethelgard, she begged us to step in and help. She's boarding a flight here as we speak."
Although Celine's family was incredibly wealthy, their empire was rooted in Melvion City. They had virtually zero influence in Aethelgard.
"Who's managing the situation right now? Have they contacted the police?"
"The administration at Aethelgard Polytechnic University is handling it, but they haven't called the cops. The kidnappers swore that if anyone alerts the authorities, they'll... they'll kill her!" Liora burst into sobs.
"Where are you right now?"

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