Too Late to Hold Me Back novel Chapter 824

While the food here was incredibly lavish, the hotel enforced a strict zero-waste policy; any leftover food on a plate exceeding one ounce would result in a hefty fine.

Even if you paid for it, throwing it away was strictly prohibited.

Therefore, it was always better to take a little less at first and go back for seconds if needed.

Mira thoroughly appreciated this rule, as it not only prevented food waste but also lightened the load for the waitstaff.

After finishing their breakfast, they grabbed some drinks and gathered around to chat, when two Asian-looking individuals walked over to their table.

"Hello, can we chat?"

The middle-aged man was dressed in a standard black suit and had ordinary features, save for a pair of eyes that gleamed with sharp calculation.

What truly drew attention, however, was the woman beside him; wearing sunglasses and a sleek black dress, her hair cascading down like dark seaweed, she possessed striking, exotic features.

How to describe it? She gave off an aura of wild, untamed danger wrapped in an undeniable sense of lethal grace.

Mira herself leaned toward a cold, stunning beauty, but this woman exuded a chill several degrees harsher—a deeply unsettling, predatory danger that felt exactly like a seasoned assassin.

She felt like someone who had blood on her hands, and certainly more than just a drop.

Her aggressively striking appearance drew the gaze of several men in the restaurant, though most quickly averted their eyes after a single glance.

The patrons here were people of immense wealth and status; very few would allow themselves to be genuinely ensnared by a woman with such an opaque background.

As the duo approached Mira's table, the bodyguards instantly stepped forward to form a protective wall.

The two didn't force the issue and simply took a seat at a nearby table.

Upon introducing themselves, they revealed the man was from Siam and the woman was from Balkana.

They didn't appear to be immediate physical threats, as their main agenda was pushing stock recommendations; they asked Mira's group, "Are you interested in buying the Siamese Baht? The current market trend is extremely favorable."

We prefer to look, not touch."

Mira vividly recalled that in her previous life, even after the global financial crisis erupted, the Siamese Baht maintained a decent performance until international financial predators turned their greedy sights on Southeast Asia and collectively shorted the currency...

But all of that was a concern for another time; Mira simply didn't have the bandwidth for it now.

Currently, in the Javenaire Federation, real estate developers chasing astronomically high profit margins had allowed housing prices to surge irrationally under capitalist manipulation, far exceeding their actual value.

Compounded by the banks' reckless credit expansion, lowered down-payment requirements, and relaxed mortgage thresholds, unqualified developers and buyers were easily securing massive funds.

While this stimulated short-term market demand, it drastically amplified the systemic risk within the financial sector; the moment housing prices plummeted, bad debts would violently spike.

It would trigger a catastrophic chain reaction: the bubble bursting, the real estate market crashing, and banks filing for bankruptcy—a domino effect that, in her past life, had ignited a devastating global financial meltdown.

Then again, the muddier the waters, the easier it was to fish; only when the storm was at its fiercest could the real apex predators rise to the surface.