?<strong>Chapter 1189:</strong>


    Milly and Howard’s engagement party came to a close without a hitch.


    Milly uploaded photos and videos of the evening to Twitter, where she received countless well-wishes from fans andizens.


    Madisyn liked the post and then tucked her phone away, focusing once more on work and the ongoing investment battle with the NCI project.


    At work, everything was progressing smoothly. The NCI project, however, was a fierce battleground. Jared had gathered intel revealing that numerous investment moguls, including the younger generation of some financial giants, had joined the fray.


    Madisyn, ever calm, didn’t pay much attention to thetest developments, simply withdrawing and reallocating the fluctuating funds as needed.


    The wealth rankings for NCI were updated daily.


    Madisyn nced at the list, her eyes scanning the names of the top contenders.


    Many of the names on the list were familiar to Madisyn. She recognized a good number of them; they were all seasoned veterans in the world of investments. But among them, one name stood out—Lilian. She was listed in the top ten rankings.


    “Is she some kind of rising star in the industry?” Madisyn wondered aloud, her curiosity piqued as she clicked on Lilian’s assets. To her surprise, she had founded a software development and information servicepany.


    Andrew, aware that Madisyn was taking part in the investment simtion, joined her at the side and nced at Lilian’s assetposition on her screen.


    “She’s impressive, isn’t she? She’s made quite an impact in less than a month. I’d love to meet her if I get the chance,” Madisyn remarked, her voice tinged with admiration.


    Andrew, not particrly intrigued, cut to the chase.


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    “If I recall correctly, Lilian Perkins is the only daughter of a prominent real estate mogul from Estresa. This ount’s likely hers.”


    He casually circled Lilian’s assets on the screen.


    “Herpany is working closely with several others in the rankings. Clearly, her connections have yed a big part in her rise to the top.”


    He scrolled down and found Madisyn’s nickname, “J,” listed in the twenty-first position. He clicked to view her asset details.


    Unlike Lilian, Madisyn hadn’t founded anypanies. Her investments were spread across various industries—information, food, and daily chemicals—often in medium or small enterprises. And her stakes weren’t exactly minor.


    While examining the data, Andrew’s eyes—deep and calm like an endless abyss—reflected a quiet admiration.


    “You know, most participants are eager to build their reputation through this simtion. They want their names to be recognized, and that’s understandable—no one participates if there’s nothing to gain. Reputation and connections are essential to sess. But you? You’re different. No one knows who J is. You’re starting from scratch. Out of more than a thousand people, you’ve made it this far on sheer vision and courage. Thepanies you’ve invested in were struggling or on the verge of copse, but your involvement has breathed new life into them, and they’re steadily growing.”


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