Can You Tolerate My Wildness...?

"That's not it," Dark Falcon said, then sold all the stocks he was holding and subsequently bought the stocks Cynthia had mentioned.

Cynthia, with a relaxed expression, looked at the fluctuations on her phone screen. When she saw the line shooting upwards vertically, a bright smile spread across her red lips. "Now, buy into the gold stocks. Remember, don't hold any stock for more than ten minutes."

Dark Falcon, seeing all the silver flow into his pocket, became exceptionally excited. "Got it!"

Hans, bound to a chair, looked at Cynthia with a complex expression. Who exactly is this woman? Is she really just a young lady from a humble family?

He knew very well that Cynthia's abilities and talents far surpassed those of the other young ladies from the Independent State's families. In fact, she was even more capable than Regina Joplin, the heir to the Joplin family.