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Chapter 28
She decided to use two hundred thousand as her main capital and keep the remaining hundred thousand or so as a backup fund, untouched for now.
She heard a knock at the door. Judging by the rhythm, it had to be Rachel.
Mira glanced at the clock; it was already ten o’clock.
When she opened the door, a fragrant aroma wafted in. As expected, Rachel was holding a bowl of steaming, milky-white soup.
No doubt it was on Lacey’s orders, a little extra from the soup she was making for Mara.
*So my mother is secretly making special meals for Mara behind my back every day p>
Was it really necessary? The Mercers were a wealthy family; it wasn’t like they couldn’t afford it.
There was another possibility. Maybe Mara just enjoyed this kind of sneaky favoritism, and Lacey was catering to her tastes.
“Thank you, Rachel p>
Mira took the bowl and began eating it spoonful by spoonful.
“You shouldn’t do this anymore. If Mara finds out, she’ll give you a hard time p>
“It’s fine. They’ve all gone to their rooms by now p>
Rachel took the empty bowl and also picked up the empty fruit plate.
“Get some sleep. It’s not good for kids to stay up late p>
“I know. Be careful on the stairs p>
After Rachel left, Mira refocused on the Bitcoin chart.
She noticed it was almost at a good entry point and quickly jumped in.
But she had bet on it rising, and instead, it suddenly plummeted. She quickly pulled out, but not before losing over ten thousand dollars.
She reversed her position and shorted it. A few minutes later, she had made fifty thousand dollars and quickly cashed out again.
The market was too volatile. She decided to quit while she was ahead, not daring to gamble any further.
After a little more trading, she earned a few thousand more. By then, Mira’s total assets had exceeded four hundred thousand dollars. Her current living expenses were no longer a worry.
The next morning, Mira woke up early as usual, but she was surprised to find Ethan already eating when she went downstairs.
Rachel served Mira a bowl of oatmeal and some pastries.
Just as she was about to start eating, a lidded serving dish on the table caught her eye.
“What’s this p>
“It’s a premium herbal tonic your brother Ethan bought for Miss Mara p>
As she spoke, Rachel secretly gave Mira a look.
The
seemed to say, *Don’t
vel
do anything rash. I’ll sneak you some later when theyre not around p>
Mira didn’t mind. She was already used to her family’s favoritism.
She lowered her head and continued eating.
“I didn’t get much of this tonic from my friend this time. Mara’s health is poor, so she gets priority.
Next time, if there’s extra, I’ll give some to you,” Ethan explained.
“No need. If I want some, I’ll buy it myself p>
Ethan looked at Mira. He felt that his sister had become completely estranged from them.
So what if Mara got the limited tonic first? He hadn’t noticed Mira was so petty before.
*No, I have to talk to her. If this continues, her bad habits will only get worse p>
Just as Ethan was about to speak, he saw Mira grab her bag and head for the door.
“Mira, where are you going? I’ll give you a ride p>
Ethan thought he could lecture her in the car.
“No thanks. I’m not that delicate. The bus is fine,” Mira replied without looking back.
“You p>
Before Ethan could finish his sentence, she was already out of sight.
Ethan shook his head, feeling more and more that Mira had been completely spoiled.
On the bus, Mira called Liora. “Liora, are you entering the arts festival p>
“I didn’t want to, but my parents are making me do it for the experience.
By the way, they hired a teacher for me. You should come over when you have time so we can learn together p>
“Okay, I’ll drop by to crash your lessons when I have time,” Mira said with a laugh.
Mira had been about to ask if she wanted to take classes together at Arclight Arts Academy but since her friend already had plans, she dropped it.
Next, Mira called Celine.
“Don’t
nags
it every day,
intinention it. My mom y don’t have an art
in my body Conte
I’ll just be there to cheer you two on p>