Chapter 1398
hapter 1398 You Cannot Win
Cyrus asked, “Why are you doing this? There’s no need to destroy the Wray family right away. Besides, you
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“Didn’t you join the business association to take things step by step? You’ve only just arrived in Hawford. Why are you in such a hurry?“.
“Does it seem like I’m in a hurry?” Wynter thought to herself that if it weren’t for wanting to lure out the backer behind the Wray family, she would have tied Kenton to the front of the financial building and let people take pictures all day.
Why bother playing these mind games? It would be unnecessary. But the truth was, the situation behind this was too complicated, with too many people involved.
Even in a case as obvious as the bar incident, the Wray family still had countless ways out. It was clear that someone knowledgeable was giving them advice, and there must be people cleaning up the traces.
It was easy to catch a couple of low–level scapegoats, but her goal had always been to root out everyone responsible for spreading rumors about Marie all those years ago.
For some reason, she had a feeling that while it seemed like the enemy was targeting the Whitman family, in reality, the true target was the Quinnell family. They didn’t want the Chamber of Commerce to fall back into the Quinnell family’s hands
She wasn’t referring to the other businessmen but to the people much deeper in the shadows.
Upon realizing that he couldn’t convince her, Cyrus was genuinely worried. “I’ve never seen anyone in Hawford who could compete with the Wray family in terms of cash flow. Do you have enough funds for the stock market or acquiring land?”
Dalton had just placed a piece of pepperoni pizza on Wynter’s plate and casually said after hearing Cyrus speak, “I’ll personally put in two billion.”
Cyrus paused, and his expression changed as he looked at Wynter. “Is the Yarwood family really that wealthy? Do you not care about losing or winning?”
“He’s just joking.” She almost choked on the pizza. “I don’t need his money for now.”
Cyrus continued to stare at Dalton. Both of them were from the third generation of wealthy families, but when Dalton mentioned two billion, it was as if he were talking about two million.
There were still differences between them, and Dalton was talking about his personal funds.
Dalton didn’t seem to react to Cyrus‘ gaze. Just like before, he had barely eaten anything and instead spent most of his time putting food on Wynter’s plate.
Cyrus took a sip of tea to calm his frustration before looking back at Wynter and feeling a little calmer. ” There’s a Ms. Yates with the Wray family. You know about her, right?”
Wynter hadn’t expected him to mention Yvette. She raised an eyebrow. “Yes, I do. Why?”
“I heard you beat her in the product selection contest at the Chamber, but she’s incredibly skilled at predicting the stock market. I’m not superstitious, but I have to admit that she’s like magic.
“I followed a friend’s lead on a few of her stock picks, and they’ve already doubled. With someone like that helping the Wray family, do you really want to take them on in the stock market?”
Cyrus wasn’t completely clueless but just didn’t understand. He continued, genuinely concerned, “Your strength is clearly in running businesses, and the older generation acknowledges that.
Chapter 1398 You Cannot Win
“Why are you venturing into an area where you’re not as skilled? You don’t stand a chance.”
Her smile deepened when she heard this. “Cyrus, the truth is that I’m the true medium. I’m a bit superstitious myself and have a knack for predicting things.
“I recently did a reading for the Wray family, and it looks like they’re heading for bankruptcy. Plus, I know a little about the stock market. It’s not as bad as you think.”
“I just…” He wanted to bury his head in his hands as he was overwhelmed with frustration.
Under these circumstances, he wouldn’t take her words seriously. Mediums and prediction? Freedom, democracy, and science were the real deal. As someone who had studied abroad, he could only think she was spouting nonsense.