Chapter 1245
Tina’s voice crackled through the speaker, electric with barely restrained excitement, each word trembling with anticipation. “Sadie! Just as you predicted, a few days ago, Malcolm gathered the old shareholders at Nirvana for a meeting! This morning, a flood of Wall Group shares suddenly hit the market!”
Her voice climbed higher, triumph bleeding through every syllable. “And we’ve snapped up every single one!”
Finally, Sadie’s mouth curved upward, tension melting from her features like ice in sunlight.
The crushing weight that had been pressing against her chest began to ease.
Malcolm couldn’t resist making his move after all.
Perfect. It saved her considerable trouble.
“Good,” Sadie replied.noveldrama
Through the phone, Tina practically radiated triumph, her voice buoyant with vindication.
Malcolm, that scheming old bastard, had orchestrated his machinations so carefully, never dreaming that the shares he’d manipulated shareholders into abandoning would fall entirely into Sadie’s waiting hands!
Poetic justice at its finest.
Sadie’s gaze swept to her elegant watch.
“I’m heading back to the office now. We’ll discuss details later.” She decisively hung up the phone.
Miles away, Tina still clutched her device, adrenaline coursing through her veins as the magnitude of their victory settled in.
Pocketing her phone, she made her way toward the elevator entrance, waiting for Sadie to come back.
Instead, Maxton Prescott materialized before her, his usual composure fractured by obvious distress.
The finance director’s typically unflappable demeanor had cracked, perspiration beading along his hairline despite the office’s cool air.
“Ms. Delgado,” he said, his voice tight. “We’ve encountered a slight miscalculation in our recent analysis. Most of Wall Group’s scattered shares have indeed been quietly reacquired by our team.”
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His words faltered, reluctance shadowing his features. “However, a small fraction remains beyond our reach. Not significant, only 0.79%.”
Tina accepted the file from his outstretched hand, her eyes racing across the columns of data. Only 0.79%.
Such a negligible fraction had likely been snatched up by opportunistic individual investors or nimble smaller institutions.
Given the sheer volume of Wall Group shares flooding the market, some slippage was inevitable, and frankly, their acquisition speed had been nothing short of remarkable.
A soft exhale escaped her lips as she closed the file and returned it to Maxton’s waiting hands.
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