The Heiress’ Return: Six Brothers at Her Beck and Call

Chapter 1417 The Angel Investor

The trading platform was swarmed with people, staring at the screen, given that the market just closed. Traders were actively managing their portfolios, and financial company staff provided detailed explanations to them.

Of course, the real heavyweights in the stock market were those who traded from their own computers and analyzed charts from their offices.

Here at the trading platform, they were mostly newbies to the field or retirees whose children were grown and didn’t have grandchildren to look after. These retirees often take a stroll through the trading platform after their shopping before heading home.

One should never underestimate these retirees. Many carried classic Louis Vuitton pieces. After all, retirement pensions were notably higher in Hawford compared to other regions.

Wynter chose this time to visit specifically to encounter them.

Outside the trading platform, many people’s attention was diverted as the sports car pulled up.

The elderly, who were both knowledgeable and cultured, were not easily swayed by common distractions.

However, both Wynter and Dalton’s presence was too striking to ignore. With the limited–edition Lamborghini and Dalton impeccably dressed in a suit, it was impossible not to notice them.

Originally engrossed in studying the stock market, the elderly now looked up with bright eyes.

Wynter held her ethereal beauty and commanding presence, and Dalton was the perfect definition of refinement and restraint. This perfect match was a sight unlike anything seen in Hawford.

“Hey, Finn, look at that watch on the guy’s wrist. It must be worth six figures, right?”

“Not just six, but seven.”

“He’s definitely a major investor.”

“Why is a major investor at the trading platform?”

The elderly men were so engrossed in their gossip that they had completely forgotten about their previous stock market analysis.

The elderly women were more focused on appearances, noting the well–tailored suits. “This person must have a good background. The suit is custom–made.”

“Look who’s talking. Your dress is custom–made, too.”

Someone chimed in, “Who doesn’t know that Ms. Sackett is wealthy?”

“Don’t flatter me. I’m just pointing out that this kind of presence is usually only seen with foreign investors.

Bethany Sackett, though old, had a sharp eye for such things.

Additionally, Wynter was not subtle at all. Perhaps inspired by her recent interaction with Dalton, she decided not to use her car for the transaction. Instead, she brought out a briefcase full of cash from the trunk and placed it right in front of the trader.

“Fill up this form for me. Havenia stocks, gold, paid in cash,” Wynter instructed with a professional tone.

The elderly men and women eavesdropped on them. With Dalton standing behind her, the entire scene gave off the energy of the mysterious angel investor.

Although Wynter was indeed the angel investor, people instinctively perceived Dalton as the true, enigmatic expert hiding in the shadows.

“Look at the briefcase full of cash! It should be at least this much!” one of the elderly men exclaimed, holding up five fingers.

Another elderly man adjusted his glasses. “It’s odd to use cash for transactions. Isn’t it faster to open an online account to trade?” 

“Maybe they were in too much of a rush. That’s why they came here.”

“Forget about that. You probably wouldn’t be able to get this much cash in time even if you withdrew it from the bank at the last minute.”

“So, there must be some insider information here!”

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