Too Late to Hold Me Back novel Chapter 1100

Before stepping foot on Wall Street, Mira and Owen had already finalized these preparations, securing preliminary agreements with their banks. If necessary, the funds could hit their accounts instantly.

Mira simply preferred not to put all her eggs in one basket. She was highly reluctant to liquidate hard assets unless completely unavoidable.

The stock market was a beast of infinite volatility. Even if she took a loss here, she could quickly recoup her capital once she returned home.

But if push came to shove, she had a formidable safety net. This was precisely why she had been relentlessly hoarding real estate over the past two years.

The following day, the Siamese Baht's exchange rate continued its descent.

"Should we add to our position?"

James asked.

Mira studied the daily chart. At this price point, they were safely away from a margin call; their accounts were secure for the moment.

"Hold off for now. Let's wait and see."

When going long, the lower the buy-in, the better. Unless they were skating the edge of a margin call, it simply wasn't low enough yet.

The syndicates' massive capital injection had triggered a stampede of retail investors following suit. Mira had a strong premonition that the Baht would drop even further.

But she knew from her past life that the syndicates' initial assault was doomed to fail. All their financial firepower wouldn't be enough to shatter the overarching upward trend.

Siam might not be a massive global power, and its economy might be flawed, but it was still a sovereign nation. They definitely had the strength to put up a fight.

Returning to The Larsen Grand that evening, they ran into Vivienne once again. One of Ellis's informants delivered a report: "Vivienne is also trading the Baht, but she's riding with the syndicates, shorting it.

She invested a billion dollars."

Meanwhile, after hovering around Wall Street for a few days, Jude had finally gone long, sinking a hundred million dollars into the market.

"I didn't expect Jude to actually have some real skill."

Mira mentioned to Owen.

"Anyone who can survive in the international financial markets for years and earn the title of an investment prodigy is bound to be highly capable."

You're number one, and Harvey is a distant second. The public even runs speculative estimates on your net worth."

Mira furrowed her brows. "What about you? Aren't you a legendary corporate elite yourself?"

"I'm a relic of the past, washed up on the beach by you terrifying new waves."

Owen replied with a self-deprecating smirk.

Mira studied him skeptically. "I highly doubt anyone actually thinks that."

"It's the absolute truth, babe. I wouldn't lie to you."

Owen flashed a seductive smile. "So, what do you think? Are you starting to look down on your man? Thinking about dumping me?"

Mira gazed thoughtfully at his handsome features, a playful glint in her eyes. "I might consider it."

The grin instantly vanished from Owen's face, a flash of genuine panic crossing his eyes. "You..."