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



Chapter 1488 Wynter's Capabilities

"What exactly are the people saying?"

"How could the Wray family be out of money?"

"Say something! Are you mute?"

Nicholas usually wore a friendly smile no matter how outrageous the comments directed at him were. He would only laugh it off. After all, the money he earned from Wray Group meant that he had to go through this abuse.

But he found himself at his breaking point today. "What's happening? Go ask Kenton Wray! This company isn't mine! It's the Wrays'!"

Such a drastic upheaval in the company had spiraled uncontrollably overnight. Ordinary employees couldn't have predicted this.

Using the company's liquid assets for stock trading? Kenton must have gone insane! What were they, the employees, supposed to do now?

Initially, the external pressure had been overwhelming, but now the chaos was coming from within.

For Kenton, that 60 or 70 million of funds was insignificant. He might as well go all in. After all, there might still be a chance for a comeback!

When he made this decision, it wasn't just Nicholas who was stunned. Even Adrien, who stood beside Kenton, froze. "Mr. Wray, are you not going to clear out the holdings?"

"Clear out? Get lost!" Kenton snapped as he maneuvered through his accounts. "Go see what the ruckus outside is about!"This is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

Adrien left mechanically. It felt as if his soul had left his body.

Kenton didn't see any issues with his actions. His gaze was fixed on Yvette. "You better keep an eye on this. Let's see if it goes up or down!"

Yvette knew very well that her fate hung in the balance of the stock market. She would survive if those three stocks went up. If they continued to plummet, it would be the end for her! She trembled as she sat on the couch, flanked by two men in black.

Kenton was fully focused on the stock market. Yet, that was the nature of the market-the more worthless a stock became, the harder it would fall. There was no way it would rebound.

Gold was soaring, but the three stocks in his hands were plummeting even further! He wished he could clear out his holdings, but it was already clearly too late.

In just one hour, the losses were staggering. The market hadn't even closed, yet not only had he lost the 60 million, but he would also have to inject more money into the account!

He had always seen others as mere ants and would never understand his decisions' implications.

If he had pulled out his investments earlier to cover payroll, there might have been a chance for recovery. Preserving the company's basic operations was vital. After all, Wray Group's foundation still held potential for a comeback.

But in his mind, the company's employees were nothing more than his slaves. To him, whether to pay their salaries or not was not for the lower-tier workers to decide, but for him!

Given the Wray family's previous behavior, Kenton's subsequent actions were all too predictable.

"Boss, you were right. Kenton didn't clear out his holdings."

For a professional investor who had weathered the storm of the stock market, this was hard to comprehend. Given the circumstances, Kenton still had no intention of pulling out.

"Logically, the Wray family is well-connected in the financial circle. Why didn't he clear out his holdings? Is he trying to destroy himself?"

Wynter's Lamborghini was still parked outside the commercial building, indicating she hadn't left at all.

Upon hearing this, a smirk curled at the corners of Wynter's mouth, as if she were about to dismantle something. She seemed unsurprised by this outcome.

"Greed knows no bounds. Kenton still hopes to turn things around. How's it going on your end? Have you found the person I asked you to look for?"

"He's here with me. Everything's fine, but his condition isn't great."

Wynter replied calmly, "Please hand him the phone."

Cassian had no idea who had saved him, but he recognized the person in front of him Clement Milne.