The Heiress’ Return: Six Brothers at Her Beck and Call (Wynter Quinnell) novel Chapter 1460

Ophelia slammed the phone down with a sharp bang. She had never felt this enraged in her entire life. After all, she was always taught to act like a refined lady.

Her role was simple after marrying into the Whitman family. All she needed to do was to be the perfect Mrs. Whitman. Hence, to outsiders, she was always the picture of grace and elegance.

But now, here she was, breathing heavily with anger. Even the chauffeur glanced at her in shock.

Ophelia hadn't expected one phone call to bring Wynter in line. However, she definitely wasn't expecting her to be this audacious, either.

Not only was Wynter sharp-tongued, but the way she was warning Ophelia sounded as if she was planning to take the Montclairs down after she dealt with the Wray family.

"She's gone mad! Is she trying to go against the Montclairs? She doesn't know her place!" Ophelia scoffed and couldn't stop her words from slipping out. She looked around her after she spoke before trying to control the fury boiling inside her.

The chauffeur cautiously spoke, "Ms. Montclair, perhaps it's better to consider the bigger picture. Didn't Mrs. Montclair Senior suggest that you could reach out to Ms. Whitman if you couldn't handle Ms. Quinnell?

"After all, you two have known each other since back then. And you've maintained a good relationship with her since marrying into the Whitman family."

"I'll certainly be paying a visit to Marie. I'll ask her how she managed to raise a daughter like that." Ophelia took her purse and stepped into the car. "Bring me to Quaint Villa."

Marie was different from Wynter as the Whitmans had always valued relationships deeply. Knowing that Cyrus had contributed significantly to securing the lad, Marie would never allow Wynter to claim it entirely for herself.

Moreover, the bond between Marie and Noah had always been strong. He had always protected her, not to mention the considerable amount of money he had invested thanks to Shane.

Marie owed them too much. Even if it meant repaying the debt, Ophelia was confident that Marie would ensure the land went to the Montclair family as well.

When faced with great benefits, people often changed, becoming unrecognizable even to themselves.

Ophelia was no exception. If this lucrative project hadn't appeared, she might have maintained the façade of being the "good aunt".

But the land issue was now a reality, and with the constant instigation from Tamia, Ophelia's perspective shifted further.

It was common knowledge that no matter how perfect a marriage seemed, the involvement of a mother-in-law could twist it into something much darker. This had been true for centuries, without exception.

Meanwhile, after hanging up the call, it was clear that Wynter had more in her mind now. She seemed distracted even while eating pizza.

Dalton observed her with a slight rise of an eyebrow. He took a slice of pizza and placed it on her plate.

Wynter wasn't a picky eater. She ate whatever was on her plate, but her mood was clearly off.

Dalton picked up a napkin and wiped the corner of his mouth. "Do you need me to accompany you back to the Whitman residence?"

"No need. I still need to keep an eye on the stock market today and handle a few more things." Wynter looked at him, her eyes now sharp. "We can't leave until we take down the Wray family and the capitalists behind them."

The stock market demanded absolute focus. To win this battle of cash flow, Wynter not only had to thoroughly analyze the market but also predict Kenton's every move.

For instance, why did his three stocks rise today? Even though the increase was minimal, it was a trap Wynter had set up last Friday.

At the trading platform, the elderly only saw Wynter hauling a large box of cash to purchase gold. They were oblivious to the fact that earlier that morning, she had further coordinated with Albert.

30 billion dollars was quietly invested in three different stocks, and those stocks were none other than the ones Kenton was still holding.

Then, right as the market opened that afternoon, Wynter's first move was to sell off all three of these stocks. She left not a single cent of her funds in them.

The people who had been following Wynter in trading stocks felt it was a pity. "Boss, the stocks are still going up this afternoon. Are you sure we should sell now? We can wait until Wednesday."

"No, sell them immediately." Wynter was firm in her decision.

Anyone in her position would hesitate given the potential gains from such a large profit margin. After all, waiting just one day longer could mean an additional billion in profit.

"Invest ten billion into gold after selling," Wynter continued.

At this point, even Albert felt that Wynter's move was somewhat risky. "Wynter, the price of gold has already peaked, and we've already invested ten billion in it. You can hold off on selling, but investing another ten billion… I've never done such a risky investment."

"Albert, you have to believe that miracles happen among the people."

Albert didn't quite understand what Wynter meant by that. But he knew that the worst scenario for a team was internal division. At times like this, it was better to follow one person's lead.

Kenton stared at the increasing trend for gold. His previously calmer demeanor now turned to anger once again.

Just then, Adrien came running in. "Mr. Wray, we just received news that all gold in Hawford's malls as well as other places has been sold out!

"It's said that there was some insider information leaked by foreign investors. That's why there's a frenzy of buying gold now!" Adrien was out of breath as he relayed the information.

Kenton stood up and slammed his hand on the desk in frustration.

This was supposed to be an unsolvable situation. Why had it suddenly been disrupted? Kenton couldn't understand why his carefully laid trap for Albert had been so thoroughly destroyed.

There was no way for him to retrieve the money he had thrown in this now. He could only wait for all the money he invested to be swallowed up entirely!

Some of the Chamber of Commerce members tried to console Kenton. "Mr. Wray, calm down. The situation is what it is. Let's just check the prices of the other three stocks first. There's still a huge chance to recover the losses!"

Kenton snapped out of his daze and quickly clicked the mouse.

The results on the screen were devastating for all of them, and it was even more crushing for Kenton. The three stocks that had risen by a dollar yesterday had now plummeted by ten dollars each!

The group was instantly struck with despair.

"I shouldn't have increased the investment! I'm left with nothing now!"

"I did the same! I mortgaged the company and my house to invest more! Look at where we ended up!"

One by one, they sank to the ground, defeated.

Kenton looked at them, his face blank with shock, before he supported himself on the desk. It was a double blow for him. The stock market and the land deal had left him battered and bruised. He felt as if he had aged years overnight.

His grand scheme to crush his opponents with cash flow had backfired terribly. Not only had he lost money, but he now faced company issues as well. After all, he had invested his entire cash flow into it.

Kenton looked at the members sprawled on the floor. He took a deep breath before speaking, "We're not at rock bottom yet. Take some time to calm down, and I'll figure out a plan. Once you're ready, we'll need to settle this score with someone!"