Too Late to Hold Me Back novel Chapter 1312

The moment the words left his mouth, a heavy thud echoed through the air.

Julian rushed over and peered down out the window. On the pavement far below lay a mangled, bloody heap.

His eyes widened in horror. "I think someone just jumped!" he yelled.

Before the echo of his voice faded, another figure plummeted through the midair!

He could vividly see the twisted expression on the falling person's face, their hair whipping wildly in the rushing wind...

Then came another sickening crash as the body slammed into the concrete, turning into yet another indistinguishable mess.

Julian forced himself to look up and realized a grim queue had formed on the rooftop. It wasn't just one person.

There were one, two, three... dozens of them!

Julian was a world-class race car driver. He was the kind of man who wouldn't blink if a mountain collapsed in front of him. Yet, in that moment, the blood drained entirely from his face. He whipped his head around, staring at his siblings in pure shock.

Truthfully, Mira and Ethan's expressions weren't much better. Even in their past lives, they had never witnessed a literal line of people plummeting from a rooftop.

But they knew exactly why it was happening.

During the devastating market crashes, countless people had screamed about buying the dip and maxing out their leverage, completely blind to the fact that the freefall had no bottom.

You never truly knew where the bottom was.

Waiting for a bounce back? It was never that simple.

As financial disasters hit the market one after another, wiping out entire fortunes, this horrific "midair flight" had played out in reality.

"Thrilling enough for you, Julian?"

Ethan asked, fighting back his own pallor.

This was the real reason he had brought Julian here. He needed his brother to understand the sheer terror of the stock market.

"Thrilling? Ethan, you nearly scared the soul out of my body!"

"Then listen to my advice. Never touch stocks."

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