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Sophie had no clue what was really going on, she just assumed nobody managed to snap Yolanda’s photo. Regret

gnawed at her-only I'd gotten a shot earlier!’ she thought.

If she had, she could've splashed Yolanda’s pic all over her live room and let everyone see why this lady

managed to parachute straight into Starlight-no way she’d land that gig without spowerful man backing

her, probably as his secret lover!

Sophie didn’t let up, sniffling about her 3.6 million debt and ranting that Yolanda was nothing but a ruthless

money-grubber, not even human in her eyes.

Online, playing the poor victim always draws the crowd, and with a CEO on the other side, the was

irresistible-the topic blazed up the trending charts, catching everyone's eye.

Suddenly, Sophie's live room was packed with 30 thousand viewers-she’d never seen numbers like this before,

and her cheeks flushed with excitement.

‘Am | about to blow up?‘ Sophie thought, her heart racing.

‘Oh my god, | could be a mid-tier celebrity soon!"

‘This is something | never even dared to imagine before!

Sophie doubled down, ranting away and painting Yolanda as a shameless opportunist-someone who did nothing

but exploit female artists while shamelessly playing favorites with the guys, a total sellout in Sophie's

eyes.

Starlight’s stock plummeted at breakneck speed.

The male executives totally lost their cool. They immediately jumped into action, reaching out to Yolanda and

demanding-no excuses-she show up at Starlight for a meeting first thing in the morning.

Yolanda leaned against her headboard and gave a relaxed laugh. “Are you guys kiddingright now? With that

mob outside Starlight, you really think | can just walk in and not get eaten alive?”

“Ms. Grant, this whole mess is on you, and you're the one who has to fix it! If the stock keeps dropping and hits

limit down, then what are we supposed to do?!” the executives pressed, voices rising.

“Then let it hit limit down. It’s not like my life depends on those shares,” Yolanda replied, unfazed.

“You-!"

Ken Ford was so pissed, he almost hurled his phone across the room.

Yolanda doesn't live off the stock, but they sure do.

Each of them had shares in the company-if those stocks turned worthless, they'd be out of luck.

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The annual dividends were their lifeline-tens of millions every year. Without that cash, how were they

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supposed to schmooze the top dogs above them?

After hanging up, Yolanda reached out to Jason Maine.

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“Open a new brokerage account for me. See which retail investors have dumped their Starlight shares lately and

buy them up,” she instructed.

“Ma’am, I'm here to handle your legal affairs-playing the stock market isn’t exactly in my job description,” Jason

Maine replied, sounding a bit exasperated.

“Mr. Maine, you made tens of millions trading stocks last year. Out of everyone | know, you're the absolute best

at this,” Yolanda said, her tone firm.

“Did you look into me?” Jason asked, raising an eyebrow in surprise.

“No, it's just admiration. You're brilliant at buying low and selling high, and you always know how to dodge the

risks. It's clear you know what you're doing. Honestly, | don’t understand the stock market that well, so | really

need your help,” Yolanda explained.

Jason was silent for a few seconds before finally giving in. “Sendthe details.”

Yolanda wasted no tand sent over the information.

Jason was a real stock market ace. Last year, when everybody else was in freefall, losing big and on the brink of

despair, he went against the tide and managed to walk away with tens of millions. The guy’s sense for risk and

timing was next-level.

Yolanda wasn’t any kind of expert when it cto this bottomless pit called the stock market, but one thing was

clear to her: with Starlight’s stock crashing, sinvestors just couldn't hold their nerve any longer. At this

point, they were desperate to unload their shares and salvage whatever they could before things got even

worse.

When you put all those small-tinvestors’ shares together, it actually amounted to a pretty sizeable pile.

Yolanda felt totally at ease leaving this in Jason’s hands.

Yolanda was suddenly buzzing with excitement; she couldn't help but dial Jason again. “Mr. Maine, do you think a

lot of people are going to dump their shares tomorrow?”

“The retail investors will definitely offload some, but the big players aren’t making a move,” Jason replied

smoothly.

“Textyour address right now. I'll cover,” Yolanda said without hesitation.

“Ma’am, that’s really not appropriate,” Jason hesitated, thinking, ‘Is she serious right now?"

“Stop stalling! | only care about snapping up as many shares as | can!” Yolanda shot back.

Jason lowered his lashes, rubbed his brow, then sent over his address.

Yolanda quickly changed her clothes, and just as she was about to head out, lan walked in.

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lan’s face lit up when he saw her, but she grabbed his wrist before he could react. “Con, we're going

somewhere.”

Without asking where they were going, lan let her pull him into the car.

When Yolanda and lan realized they’d cto another man’s apartment-and the guy was annoyingly

handsome-lan’s face went from bright to stormy in a split second. ‘Is this your wife's kept pretty boy?‘ he

thought darkly, his mood souring.

Jason greeted them still decked out in a suit, his hair slightly damp, clearly fresh from a shower.

He probably had been lounging in pajamas before, but as soon as he knew Yolanda was on her way, he made

point of slipping into formal wear-talk about trying to look perfect for her.

No matter the situation, Jason always carried himself with an air of frosty self-restraint, like suntouchable,

monkish professional who never let a speck of dust cling to him.

lan sat shotgun, a cold smirk twisting his lips. “Wow, Ms. Grant, feeling lively, huh? Is this skind of group

date tonight, or am | just tagging along for fun?”

Yolanda caught the jab instantly, and to defuse lan’s sour mood, she leaned over and kissed him on the cheek.

‘Jealous already?‘ she thought, amused.

“Alright, let's get moving. He's my attorney,” Yolanda said brightly, nudging lan to get out of the car.

lan still looked pretty annoyed, but he pushed open the door and got out anyway.

Jason didn’t acknowledge anyone; he just coolly opened his door and gave a silent gesture for them to step

inside.

He lived in a standalone villa-compact, but every detail was refined. The interior was orderly, almost meticulous,

yet what really caught the eye was a single bouquet sitting by the window, brightening up the whole space.

On the desk by that window sat an open laptop, showing Starlight’s live stock chart.

“Ma’am, so far, I've only picked up activity from a handful of small investors. Starlight’s stock is still in free fall,

but most people are holding back for now-the company hasn’t made any response,” Jason reported, sitting stiff-

backed in his chair.

Yolanda stood just behind him, her gaze flickering thoughtfully before a confident smile curled on her lips.

“Here’s my gplan: | want to buy about two percent of the shares from those retail investors. With that, I'll

have a total of twenty percent in hand. Once the market opens tomorrow, let’s move fast and start buying.”

Jason didn’t glance back at her, his whole focus locked onto the stock data flashing on the laptop screen.

Jason didn’t spare her a single glance, completely absorbed by the stock charts flashing on his laptop screen-

nothing else seemed to exist for him.

lan’s eyes swept the room before sliding next to Yolanda, his arm sneaking around her waist. “You should just

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Starlight. That'll scare the retail investors into a stampede. If you fan the rumors now, they'll take any hearsay

for gospel and rush to dump their shares.”

That suggestion made Jason's grip on the mouse suddenly go stiff-be turned, raising his brows at fan, clearly

caught off guard,

lan lifted an eyebrow, leaned in close, and draped his chin over Yolanda’s shoulder, arms circled around her waist

like he owned her.

“This is what I call playing smart,” lan teased, flashing a grin. “If you strike it big, I'm hoping you'll spoil me

rotten.”

Jason paused, then shot lan another look. “You-"

“Oh, and | haven't introduced myself yet. I'm the pretty boy your wife keeps stashed away. Just callfan,” he

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