<b>Chapter </b><b>1410 </b><b>Not </b><b>Everything </b>Is Fixed


    Yvette had already reached a near–legendary status in Kenton’s eyes. Additionally, there was nothing they Couldn’t invest in with the stock market in such a promising state.


    But Kenton hadn’t forgotten about dragging Albert into the mess. “Has the eldest of the Quinnells, that so- called Wolf of Winnow Street, taken the bait?<b>” </b>


    “Rest assured, Mr. Wray. We’ve, inted gold prices artificially. The gold will plummet by the time the market opens on Monday. That Quinnell scion will have nothing left but tears.”


    Kenton’s smile widened after reading this message. The Quinnell family would soon be besieged on all sides. He was eager to see how that arrogant Wynter could manage all the chaos.


    Meanwhile, Wynter was taking Cyrus on a stroll through the urban vige.


    The neighbors on all sides were eyeing them. They were aware that they were outsiders, and word had already spread that another “fool” hade to buynd.


    With this knowledge, the vigers couldn’t hide their grins. However, they didn’t reveal their true intentions and instead showered them with warmth.


    Cyrus also felt the weight of several gazes directed their way, finding it somewhat odd.


    Even though it was an urban vige, being so close to the city center should have made outsiders less of a novelty. The unusually warm reception just didn’t seem to match the situation.


    Cyrus couldn’t shake off the uneasy feeling. “Wynter, do you get the sense that everyone here seems to know us<b>?</b><b>” </b>


    Wynter responded absentmindedly with a hum as she looked at her phone. She was quickly typing a brief instruction on it. “Don’t stop, keep going.”


    Being experienced in the market, the other party texted back, “Boss, this isn’t normal. I think someone might be trying to short a few stocks. Are you sure we should continue? I’m worried that Mr. Albert might not be able to handle the fallout.”


    Wynter looked down as she typed back, “You’re underestimating my brother.”


    From the very beginning, Albert had been following Wynter’s n meticulously. It wasn’t that he didn’t understand the stock market. In fact, it was quite the contrary. He knew that Wynter had a backup n in ce. The messages she sent were all price charts.


    “There’s foreign capital entering the market,” Albert noted with his sharp instinct. “It feels like the strategy I saw them use back on Winnow Street.”


    It was a simple yet cunning approach designed to siphon off arge amount of Cascadian currency. In the stock market, such a move was rtively easy to pull off.


    “I’m at the trading tform now. This week’s calm worries me. I suspect that when the market opens next week, it will hit its peak and steadily decline throughout the week.”


    Albert was a man of few words yet always hit the mark “This will make people think there’s still hope. That way, no one will be willing to dump their stocks.”


    Wynter understood the underlying principle. Human nature was such that people clung to the hope of recovering losses, thinking that maybe it would be better next time. They would regret not selling earlier when the market was profitable and dwell on what could have been.


    Chapter 1410 Not Everything is Fixed


    But it was another story when it came to actually selling it. Each drop in the market meant a real loss of


    money.


    Albert’s voice was somber. “There are still many elderly people here.”


    Wynter understood what Albert meant. It might still be alright if only wealthy individuals were involved. But many were ordinary citizens of Cascadia, some even using their retirement savings to invest.


    The stock market’s downturn affected funds, and some people’s lifelong savings could be lost in the market crash.


    It wasn’t that Wynter felt sorry for them. After all, the stock market carried inherent risks, and investors must bear responsibility for their decisions.


    However<b>, </b>it was uneptable for them to be exploited in such an obvious scheme. The prices were artificially inted to lure investors in, only for them to be driven out as part of arger scheme to siphon off capital from Cascadia.


    Wynter probably wouldn’t care less if she didn’t know about this. However, knowing what was at stake and recognizing the familiar pattern now, she was determined to act.


    In the grand schemes that Yvette might oversee, these smaller details could go unnoticed.


    Some things wouldn’t work in this context. However, the stock market was something that could be influenced by human actions! Content is property of N?velDrama.Org.