Married a Secret Billionaire by Breaking Wave

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The data they received was a mess. Both of them stared at it, wide-eyed, as if a lightning bolt had struck, leaving

their minds blank.

"What's happening?" Graham asked Sophia, his voice trembling.

Equally bewildered, Sophia struggled to form a coherent response.

"We bought those two mines for 750,000,000 dollars! 750,000,000 dollars!" Graham shouted. "Weren't they

supposed to increase in value? How did they plummet to 240,000,000 dollars now?"

"I... I don't know." Sophia's face turned pale. "This is impossible! I've been tracking mineral prices, and these two

mines in Cumulus City were on an upward trend. They were supposed to be a safe investment!"

"But look at it now!" Graham's lips quivered, sweat beads forming on his forehead. "Sophia, I took a 750,000,000-

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dollar loan from the bank for this! I owe the bank hundreds of millions now, not to mention the interest!"

"Graham, don't panic!" Sophia tried to reassure him. "Fat Lawler got us into this. I'll talk to him... We'll figure it out."

Before the scheduled time, Graham and Sophia waited in the restaurant suite. Graham had the hotel manager

arrange a feast featuring the hotel's signature dishes for their meeting with Fat Lawler.

The moment Fat Lawler arrived, Graham noticed the chilling look in his eyes. Fat Lawler's gaze was akin to a cat

toying with a mouse, and Graham and Sophia were the helpless mice in his grasp.

"You're being too kind," Fat Lawler said as he sat down, eyeing the spread of dishes. "No need to prepare so much

for me. I'm getting older and can't handle alcohol. Drinking can make one forget their business, after all."

"Fat Lawler, I—"

Before Graham could finish, Fat Lawler waved him off to stop him from speaking. "I know. This is about your little

sister, right? Don't worry. She's on her way here and will arrive shortly."

"Graham, what did I say?" Sophia got up and assisted Fat Lawler with food, trying to win his favor. "I've asked Fat

Lawler for a favor, and he won't let anything happen to Arya. Everything that has happened is because of Daniel's

schemes.

"However, Fat Lawler, we also came today with another matter in mind."

Fat Lawler feigned ignorance. "Well, go ahead and tell me."

Graham and Sophia exchanged glances and hesitated for a moment. Finally, Graham spoke up. "It's about those

two mines... You must be aware that they've plummeted from 750,000,000 dollars to 240,000,000 dollars. This is

unacceptable!" "Unacceptable?" Fat Lawler smirked, his gaze darkening as it settled on Graham. "Mr. Bayer, you're

in the investment game, aren't you? Heh, do you need a lesson in market risks from me?"

"But—"

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"Luck plays a role, and mineral prices fluctuate. It's the market that dictates. What good is it for you to come to

me?"

"Fat Lawler!" Graham was agitated and desperate. "You introduced us to this business. It's your recommendation

that made me trust it. I even borrowed 750,000,000 dollars from the bank. What's the meaning of this now?"

Fat Lawler raised an eyebrow. "Oh, Mr. Bayer, you have quite the temper, don't you? How about this? Shall I find a

buyer for you? These two mines are practically worthless now. I'll find you a buyer at the price of 240,000,000

dollars. What do you think?"

Graham was dumbfounded. Buy for 750,000,000 dollars and sell for 240,000,000 dollars? Did Fat Lawler think he

was a fool?

Despite that, he was genuinely curious about this potential buyer Fat Lawler mentioned. Why did it seem that every

time a critical moment arose, Fat Lawler could either provide him with bank loans or find a buyer?