Chapter 398
“It wasn’t anything crazy. We were on our way back when a freight truck suddenly swerved into our lane p>
“And then p>
“Then, thank God Silas was in the passenger seat. In the split second before impact, he wrenched the steering wheel toward the shoulder and we dodged the truck p>
“Something this massive happens and you don’t call me immediately? I had to hear about it from my men!” her Master scolded.
“That was my mistake, I was literally just about to call you. I was a bit dizzy right after the crash and had to deal with the police and the school. I figured I’d wait until I was home and calm before looping you in. I promise, next time something happens, you’ll be the first to know p>
“You better remember that. Drill this into your head: I am your fortress. No matter what happens, you call me first p>
“Understood, Master p>
“I already had my people look into it. On paper, the truck driver has absolutely no ties to Porter Entertainment. Which means the official police investigation isn’t going to trace this back to the people pulling the strings p>
They weren’t just being paranoid. The world didn’t work on coincidences like this.
Why would a truck suddenly lose control the exact moment it crossed paths with Mira’s van?
“Master, did you find any other red flags p>
“We dug deeper. The driver’s brother-in-law happens to be on the payroll at Porter Entertainment. Mira, we can’t keep sitting around taking hits. Do you want me to eliminate Shane Porter p>
“No, Master. That would be letting him off too easy. Let him bleed himself out fighting the Mercer Group for now, and we’ll exploit the fallout. Right now, our priority is gathering rock-solid evidence of their criminal operations p>
Unless she was backed into a corner, Mira didn’t want her Master getting blood on his hands. If you walk in the dark long enough, you eventually run into ghosts.
She wanted to destroy them cleanly, through the legal system.
No sooner had she hung up with her Master than Owen Lance called, followed by a frantic check-in from her uncle.
Then came the calls from Liora and the rest of her friends, and finally, her corporate executives p>
When she was alone in her past life, she had felt painfully isolated. Nobody cared if she lived or died.
Now, having so many people fussing over her was a bit overwhelming. But it was a sweet kind of trouble.
Once the chaos died down, Mira refocused all her energy on her studies and her business empire.
Her thoughts drifted to Alibaba and, inevitably, to Alipay.
Their revolutionary money market fund wouldn’t launch for another four or five years. If she accelerated that timeline and built it now, she would pioneer the internet-based Wealth management sector the country. The market potential was astronomical.
Her vision crystallized: What if she transformed the EcoRide app into a fintech platform? Users could park their cash in the app and earn interest rates that blew
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traditional
bank savings accounts out of the water.
The funds would be highly liquid, usable for direct payments, and incredibly low risk —historically, these types of funds almost never lost money.
In her previous life, TitanVault had become the “national wealth management tool” practically overnight, disrupting the entire banking industry and generating insane
revenues.
Even if the management fees were a fraction of a percent, the sheer volume of capital meant the profits would be staggering.
On top of that, the user data generated from the transactions would allow for laser- targeted advertising, unlocking a massive new revenue stream in ad sales.
Integrating this into the EcoRide app would also supercharge the bike-sharing business.
Users wouldn’t just be begrudgingly loading money into the app for convenience anymore. EcoRide
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would become their high-yield digital piggy y bank and a seamless mobile payment gateway.