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    “Something’s happening!” Hawk’s voice came through excitedly on Corrine’s Bluetooth earpiece. “Andromache’s people can’t sit still. They’re going after us!”


    Corrine stayed calm. “Let them buy. You just keep selling.”


    Time passed quickly. Before they knew it, it was already 3:30 pm, and the trading session was almost over.


    Corrine logged out of the stock trading tform and stretched her arms. “How’s everything going?”


    Despite his excitement, Hawk was worn out after two hours of intense work. “Andromache’s team lost over a hundred million just trying to close their positions. The market’s closed now. How about we pick this up tomorrow?”


    “We’ll continue tomorrow. But remember, don’t hold any stock for more than ten minutes. Whatever they buy, you counter it.”


    With this n, Corrine didn’t think Andromache would stay calm for long.


    Hawk finally understood. “So, you’re nning to mess with Andromache’s stock transactions using short-term trades?”


    Hawk struggled to stay awake, his eyes fixed on the screen as the red line danced up and down. “We’re driving up the prices of precious metals, then selling off in big chunks. It’s making her team react. With every trade, our cash just skyrockets!”


    Corrine took a sip from her cup, letting the steam rise gently before she spoke.


    “Didn’t Vulture say he needed a solid shipment? Well, the money’s ready now.”


    Hawk couldn’t help but praise her. “Brilliant!”


    After ending the call, Corrine removed her earpiece and noticed Darrion’s curious gaze.


    She gave him a small, knowing smile. “You’ve got questions, don’t you?”


    Darrion, his hands tied to the chair by a simple knot that humiliated him, asked, “What exactly are you trying to do?”


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    Corrine picked up a piece of chestnut pastry, taking a bite without any rush. Her face was calm and detached. “I’m going to destroy everything she’s built.”


    When Darrion heard Corrine’s words, he couldn’t help but study her more closely.


    He had always thought she was overly confident, but now her actions made it clear she was no mere eye candy.


    “Your goal?” Darrion’s eyes locked onto hers, sharp and intense.


    Corrine’s smile was barely there, but it carried a hint of ice. “I’m doing you a favor. Isn’t Andromache your good aunt? She should share your fate.”


    Darrion’s sses hid the mocking glint in his eyes, but it was clear from the small twist of his lips. He leaned back, unruffled. “No matter what you do, she’s still Ralph’s daughter. As long as the members of the main family don’t turn their backs on her, you can’t touch her.”


    “Is that so?” Corrine’s voice remained calm, almost bored, but there was an unmistakable coldness in her tone. “We’ll see about that.”


    Darrion, watching her steady confidence, found himself puzzled. He couldn’t figure out what she was really after.


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