Chapter 213
Liora puffed up her chest, looking fiercely adorable as she demanded answers.
What on earth was she talking about?
Harvey was entirely lost. Mira quickly stepped between them to run interference.
“No, no, you’ve got it all wrong. He was just asking me about the review materials Mr. Harth is putting together p>
“Mira, are you sure he wasn’t trying to snoop?” Liora had finally wised up, carefully avoiding the word “stocks p>
She remembered that when she and Celine had been discussing their investments that morning, Harvey hadn’t been far away.
The more she thought about it, the more plausible it seemed.
Harvey finally caught on. She was talking about that morning.
He hadn’t intentionally eavesdropped; they had just been broadcasting their conversation for anyone in earshot to hear.
“I p>
“Alright, alright. I’ve told you everything you wanted to know. You can head back now,” Mira interrupted smoothly.
Harvey had wanted to point out that if they didn’t want people listening, they shouldn’t speak so loudly, but Mira cut him off.
Liora was terrible at keeping secrets. It had taken a miracle for her to learn even a little restraint. If they started bickering, she’d likely blurt everything out in a panic.
And who knew who else might be listening?
“He… He p>
“Forget about him. Just remember to watch what you say from now on p>
Mira firmly guided Liora away.
Celine chimed in to soothe her. “Yeah, it was our own fault anyway. Let’s not start trouble. I got too excited and forgot to check my surroundings p>
“Enough. Let’s drop it p>
Elara stood to the side, completely lost. But the girl was remarkably mature; if someone didn’t volunteer information, she never pried.
It was one of the reasons Mira liked her so much.
Once they were back at their desks, Mira couldn’t help but ask, “How much money have you managed to save up by now p>
She had helped her other friends and her subordinates, leaving only this
hardworking classmate. Mira felt a twinge of guilt leaving her out.
“A good amount! I’ve saved a thousand dollars. Thank you so much p>
Elara used her wages to cover her tuition and living expenses, while consistently buying groceries and supplies for her recovering father.
Saving a thousand dollars in just under three months was an incredible feat for her.
“To be completely honest with you, I’ve got my eye on a certain stock, and I’m getting ready to invest p>
“Mira, if you need the money, just take it p>
“No, no, I have plenty. I was going to
say that if you’re willing to take a
risk, I can bring you in on it. But I have to be clear—every investment carries risk. I’m only about seventy or eighty percent certain. Which means there’s a twenty percent chance you could lose every dime p>
Even though Mira knew for a fact this stock would soar, she had to manage expectations.
It was a critical disclaimer for any investor.
In this life, her very existence had caused a butterfly effect. Claiming a hundred
percent certainty on a volatile market was just reckless arrogance.
Acknowledging the risk was the only sane approach.
“Is my money enough to even buy anything p>
“Not on its own. I’ll pool it with my capital to make the purchase p>
When the returns came in, she would simply pay Elara her proportional share.
It was a workaround Mira had specifically designed for her.
“If we make a profit, how long until I can get the money back p>
“About half a month. But remember: if it crashes, you lose everything. If it hits, you
could double your money p>
“Are you gambling p>
“Yes. I’m gambling p>
“If you’re willing to bet with an eighty percent chance, then I’ll take that bet
too have a job now, so
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scared. Even if I lose it all, I won’t starve p>
Mira hadn’t expected Elara to be so gutsy.
Good. She had potential.
Without another word, Elara glanced around, slipped a hand into her shirt, and pulled out a small, hand-stitched cloth pouch. She took out a few stray bills for herself and handed the rest of the thick stack to Mira.
“Why didn’t you put this in the bank? Keeping this much cash on you isn’t safe p>
“I was planning to go this week. I just wanted to hit the thousand-dollar mark first p>
Mira counted the bills. Exactly one thousand dollars.