”Mr. Atticus, they’re still attacking us. What do we do next?”
While they were talking, Jake’s attacks battered them fiercely. The trader was unable to withstand it anymore, so he turned around and asked with an awful look on his face.
He was afraid that the furious Fabian would treat him as the whipping boy.
Although Fabian was angry to the extent that he could kill someone, he was still keeping his rationality.
“How much do we have left for cover ups?” Fabian asked a crucial question.
The man replied immediately, “Only 200 million left.”
“200 million left..?” Fabian gritted his teeth. He felt something heavy on his chest, as if he was unable to breathe.
Morrison looked at Fabian’s pale white face and said, “Atticus, don’t fall apart just yet.”
“I know…”
Fabian sneered after he gasped for air, “Well done! Well done, Jasper!”
“I expected him to take revenge earlier, but he did not move until the next day. I didn’t expect him to strike when it’s almost the closing time when we’re running out of funds.”
“He purposely did that.” Conrad suddenly spoke, attractive Fabian’s and Morrison’s attention.
Fabian looked at Conrad, and spoke in a low voice, “You faced Jasper the most often. Tell us, based on how much you understand him, what is Jasper going to do next?”
“He’s going to beat us until we’re in pain.” Conrad’s answer was simple and clear.
Mitch could not hold back his sneer. “He doesn’t even know how much funds we have left. How is he going to hurt us?”
“He doesn’t need to know. All he has to do is evaluate our total funds and the funds we invested to cover up today, and he’ll be able to estimate how much longer we can withstand it.”
Conrad continued to speak calmly as he ignored the slight provocation hidden in Mitch’s words.
“Besides, he didn’t strike throughout the entire day because he wanted the plunging market to consume our funds as much as it could. Now that trading hours are ending soon, he has achieved his goal.”
“Nothing happened when he didn’t do anything, but once he starts to take action, all we can do is to bear it. He’ll stop when he wants to.”
What Conrad said infuriated Mitch.
He had just got the capital from Conrad to cover the positions, and now he could only watch his money being swallowed by Jasper. He was enraged by the situation.
He was going to break down emotionally after listening to what Conrad said.
“F*cking bullsh*t!”
Mitch pointed his fingers at Conrad and scolded him.
“Are you here f*cking misleading us? You’re talking about how impressive Jasper is, as if he’s a God destroying our aspirations. Why are you here kissing my feet if Jasper is that capable? If you don’t know how to talk just shut your mouth and f*ck off!”
“And you’re f*cking tell me that Jasper is the one who decides when to end this. Do you think he’s God?! F*cking mainland bumpkin, piece of sh*t!”
What Mitch said was extremely rude.
However, there was no change in Conrad’s facial expression.
As if the person who got scolded was not him. He turned his head around and looked at the angry Mitch.
“Mr. Langdon, if Jasper were an easy opponent to deal with, he would have died by your hands. So, why is he alive until now? Why are you lingering around Mr. Atticus, without the guts to fight against Jasper personally?”
“Yelling at me will not help anything. I’m just voicing my opinion. Mr. Langdon can choose to listen or not. If you don’t like it just treat it as a bullsh*t. Is there a need to be so unpolite?”
Mitch’s face reddened when Conrad said this.
