Too Late to Hold Me Back novel Chapter 767

As for whether she could be developed into a subordinate or a friend, that depended entirely on her performance.

Walking out of the dorm's courtyard, Mira received a text from Leah.

"I'm getting close to Vanessa to infiltrate their circle, so I can tip you off if they come up with any bad ideas."

Mira didn't reply.

The reason she had told Leah to atone for her sins that day was actually because Mira knew how hard it was for an ordinary student to get into Aethelgard University, so she wanted to give her a chance.

In reality, she didn't expect to gain anything from it, as long as Leah stopped trying to sabotage her.

Whether she truly wanted to be Vanessa's lackey or act as Mira's mole was irrelevant now.

The next afternoon, Mira and the guys headed to the FinTech Society together.

"It's almost time to witness a miracle."

Wyatt said as they walked.

"Who do you guys think will take first place this time?"

"I bet it's our group. Mira will definitely get first. The money we put in has multiplied over tenfold. It'd be a crime if she wasn't first."

"Exactly, I think Mira will be first, and Harvey second."

"Thanks for the vote of confidence."

Harvey said with a smile.

When they walked into the activity room, Quentin Reed came over to greet them. "Welcome back, Lady Oracle."

Mira smiled. "I'm not in first place, am I?"

"You should have been first, but Wesley Langdon cheated. He also invested a hundred thousand dollars, but he earned exactly one dollar more than you, and now he's insisting he got first.

Ugh, what kind of graduate student bullies underclassmen?"

Quentin went on a rant against Wesley; clearly, the upperclassman had really ticked him off.

Looking through the crowd, Mira spotted Wesley, who was twirling a pen and waving at her.

"Mira, I'm truly impressed. Having this level of skill as a freshman—you definitely live up to the title of Lady Oracle."

"It didn't all go down the drain. I wired a chunk of it back home to build a house, and during the last trade, I had a rush of blood to the head and threw the rest in."

"Well, you just made over a million dollars this time, so you definitely won't be starving."

"Of course I can afford to eat now, but for us finance majors, we always have to keep some capital to invest.

Who knows when a premium stock will show up? You can't just be left with zero funds."

"Fine, fine, first place goes to you. Shameless. A grad student competing against undergrads? Stealing the prize money from freshmen? Unbelievable.

How about you put up a hundred thousand dollars and organize another Live-Trading Challenge?"

Quentin was still furious.

"Didn't we just finish one?"

Wesley disagreed.

"We've got things to do lately, so we won't be able to participate."

Harvey quickly chimed in. Better to hold off.