Chapter 24
Some suggested cutting their positions, others talked about reallocating, while a few saw the dip as an opportunity to buy more.
Elliot asked, “Where’s Madame Lee? She’s been pretty quiet since she got back. Is she still recovering?”
Coach Ryan responded, “@Madame Lee, any advice?”
Miles texted, “It’s still early. She’s probably still asleep.”
After running for a while, Adora was already short of breath.
Hearing the constant message notifications, she slowed down to check her phone.
Madame Lee replied, “I sold off some of my holdings after yesterday’s surge.”
Elliot wrote back, “So that means today’s going to drop?”
Miles responded, “I’m selling as soon as the market opens then!”
White–Coat Deity joined in the chat, “I’m staying put. This trend isn’t over yet.”
Elliot asked, “Even you’re up this early, White–Coat?”
White–Coat Deity replied, “Just got off a night shift.”
Coach Ryan commented, “Doctors work too hard. You have my respect!”
Adora stared at her phone screen, her expression unreadable.
Ordinary doctors did work incredibly hard, unlike some privileged people who relied on family connections to rake in effortless
wealth and bask in fame and fortune.
Madame Lee responded, “@White–Coat Deity, since you dedicate your life to saving people, here’s a friendly warning–trim your
positions.
“This market fluctuation isn’t ending anytime soon. Take the chance to cut your losses.”
At that moment, Louis, who just got into his car after leaving the hospital, read the message and smirked slightly.
He clearly disagreed.
White–Coat Deity replied, “I’ve done my own research and trust my own judgment.”
Madame Lee commented, “Hopeless.”
Elliot responded, “White–Coat, you should really listen to Madame Lee. Every time you two bet against each other, you lose nine
times out of ten.
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Chapter 24
“Don’t throw your money away. It’s hard–earned cash.
Louis chuckled at the message, the curve of his lips tinged with disdain.
Tossing his phone onto the passenger seat, he started the engine and drove home.
Money? That was the least of the Walker family’s concerns.
Not to mention his hefty dividends from the family conglomerate, he also held major shares in two top–tier private hospitals.
His passive income alone hit six figures a month without him lifting a finger.
So why, with all this wealth, did he still insist on working tirelessly as a doctor?
Maybe because it added a bit of challenge and a sense of accomplishment to an otherwise dull and uneventful life.
Otherwise, life would be unbearably dull–just staring at a cold, lifeless bank account holding hundreds of millions every day.
Louis didn’t bother replying in the chat.
Everyone else was busy heading off to work, and soon, the group fell silent.
Meanwhile, Adora noticed the sun climbing higher in the sky, so she tucked her phone away and jogged back home.
The moment she stepped through the gates, something felt off.
/Scattered across the front yard were piles of her belongings, even the blankets she had been using the past few nights were
thrown out.
Adora wasn’t surprised that they were finally kicking her out.
She let out a small, unconcerned smile, crouched down, and began gathering her things into her arms before heading toward the
house.
“Stop right there!”
The entire Matthews family was still home, waiting for her in the living room.
The moment she tried to step inside, Theodore barked out the command.
Adora acted as if she hadn’t heard him, walking straight toward the maid’s quarters.
“Adora, are you deaf?!” Lilian shot up from the couch, though she didn’t dare do more than yell from a distance.
No one wanted to get too close.
Adora scoffed. “Let me put my things back first, then I’ll come listen to whatever lecture you’ve got prepared. Alright?”
But when she reached the maid’s quarters, she found the door locked.
She turned back to face the family. “Open the door.”
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Peter held back his temper as he spoke. “Adora, we rented you an apartment. It’s bigger, more spacious. Hust move out.”
Adora met his gaze and asked, “Why? Isn’t this my home? You and your sister both get to live here. Why should I be the one to
leave?”
Ruby let out a cold scoff and rolled her eyes.
“You seriously need to ask why? You have HIV. Your skin is practically rotting off. Do you want to infect the entire family?”
Adora frowned but didn’t waste her breath arguing.
Instead, she adjusted her grip on the blankets and started walking toward the stairs.
