As soon as Sophie Jenkins heard that Jonathan Jenkins had used thods to ’forcibly buy’ these shares from Mandy Jenkins,
she imdiately dismissed her suspicions.
In her mind, what is voluntarily given is not necessarily good.
But what is snatched is naturally good.
Sophie Jenkins always adhered to this value system, otherwise she wouldn’t have gone after her own aunt’s husband.
"Daddy’s still the best, stepping in to help at crucial monts. Marie said that the Jenkins family’s shares will surge in the future, and buying 20% of their shares at 7.5 dollars each and selling them at 15 dollars will yield a 100% return. This money-making opportunity must not fall into Mandy Jenkins’s hands, hmph... She’s using your money to both save Dylan Wellington and extend Mr. Wellington’s life; it’s like a bottomless pit!"
Marie Wellington played it shrewdly.
Outwardly, she claid to be doing her utmost to save Mr. Wellington.
In reality, apart from covering the surgery costs for Mr. Wellington, she hadn’t even visited him once after his release.
In Marie’s mind, Mr. Wellington was already akin to a dead man.
So she hadn’t spent a penny, never visited, and all the dical expenses were covered by Dylan Wellington.
Sophie Jenkins once inquired out of concern, hearing that Mr. Wellington stayed in the VIP Intensive Care Unit, with daily hospital fees amounting to tens of thousands.
Without the Wellington family, Dylan Wellington would have collapsed long ago.
Thinking this, Sophie Jenkins felt inwardly pleased.
After leaving the Jenkins family, she went on a shopping spree at luxury stores, buying out all the custom brands she couldn’t previously afford, which Mandy Jenkins used.
Then she returned to the Wellington family’s residence and spent a wild and indulgent weekend with Marie.
Co Monday, both Sophie Jenkins and Marie got up unusually early.
Last Friday, at market close, the Jenkins family’s shares were over 12 dollars per share. According to predictions by their professional team, reaching 15 dollars this Monday was practically a given.
Marie Wellington was excited; Sophie Jenkins was ecstatic. She had secretly inford Jonathan Jenkins to sell as soon as the price hit 15 dollars.
As for Marie Wellington, she was also waiting for the price to rise.
At 15 dollars a share, she would sell a small amount and wait for the price to dip slightly before reinvesting heavily, creating the illusion of big players absorbing shares for the retail investors.
By then, the retail investors, losing their composure, would rush in together, driving the stock price not just to 15 dollars but possibly even to eighteen dollars.
She’d then sell off a large volu of shares, and just like that, making three hundred million or four hundred fifty million dollars would be as easy as blinking an eye.
Sophie had her well-laid plans, and so did Marie.
However, as they lounged leisurely in the office waiting for the market to open, negative news suddenly struck the market.
The Jenkins family’s shares, expected to soar at open, surprisingly opened high, then trended lower.
The Jenkins family’s shares closed last Friday at 12 dollars and 19 cents, montarily opening at 12 dollars and 49 cents within the initial two minutes on Monday open.
But by the third minute, they plumted, staring helplessly as the shares that had just passed 12 dollars and 49 cents dropped to 12 dollars.
Marie, seeing this price trend, saw her smile freeze at the corner of her lips.
Dissatisfied, she questioned her staff: "What happened? How did it start dropping after just a 2-dollar increase... How are you maintaining the market?"
"Mr. Wellington, there are retail investors unloading their shares, likely thinking 12 dollars and 49 cents was the peak."
"Fools, all fools... These retail investors are utterly foolish, deservedly making no money! The Jenkins family’s stock is clearly capable of exceeding 15 dollars, yet these retail investors are disrupting things. Go, absorb all the shares they’ve dumped, make them regret it!"
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