Chapter 48

"Who can contact Dustin right now?" Amara asked impatiently, crossing her arms. She hated Dustin intensely and wanted nothing to do with him, but he still had his uses.

In the past, Dustin had always left the newspaper on her table each morning. It contained an article specifically about the stock market, commenting on various companies' stocks, both positively and negatively. Based on her own judgment, Amara had selected several companies and bought their stock. Until now, she'd never made a wrong choice. This gave her considerable confidence.

Therefore, she wanted to buy more stock, as her company had recently suffered losses. This time, she planned to invest heavily in stocks she considered promising. Once their prices rose, she would sell them for a huge profit. The first step was finding that newspaper.

Unfortunately, she couldn't find it even after searching for hours.

"Amara, Dustin hates us. He won't answer our calls. He's blocked us," her sisters said helplessly.

Amara's face hardened. Obviously, he'd blocked her too.

"I'm going to the Langley family's house," Amara said, picking up her handbag.

At the Langley family villa, she rang the doorbell. She was told Dustin wasn't home. Since Amara was behind the contract-termination debacle, David and Monique were displeased to see her and asked her to leave.

Amara sulked, waiting in her car for Dustin's return. Simone and Dustin didn't return until sunset.

"Dustin!" Amara called.

Seeing her, Dustin scowled. "Why are you here? You're not welcome," he said coldly.

"It doesn't matter. I was once your sister. How can you be so heartless and cruel?" Amara demanded.

"Heartless?" Dustin laughed mockingly. Amara was the one who had kicked him out of the Wyatt family like a stray dog, and she was calling him heartless. She was shameless! Anger surged in Dustin's heart.

"What is it? You want something from me, don't you? Is that why you're bringing up family ties?" he sneered.

"I don't want anything from you!" Amara's face darkened, and she snorted. "No matter how far I've fallen, I'll never ask an ungrateful bastard like you for help. Not now! Not ever! You're not worthy!" Dustin sneered, thinking, 'Amara, you begged me to save your darling brother at the hotel that day, and you knelt before me.' "How dare you act so cocky and rude to me now?"

"If you have something to say, say it," Dustin said coldly.

Amara was furious but controlled herself. Dustin would never have dared to be so insolent in the past.

"What's your relationship with the Zimmer family? What trick did you pull to get them to spare you?" Amara demanded.

"Who the hell do you think you are? Why should I answer you?" Dustin looked displeased and turned to leave.

"Stop!" Amara snapped. "I'm here to ask you the name of the newspaper you always left on my table."

Dustin raised an eyebrow. So, that was it…

"Thinking about buying stocks again?" He smirked. "Aren't you worried about losing more money?"

"I've never lost money since I started buying stocks," Amara sneered confidently. "My judgment is infallible!" Dustin looked at her mockingly, no longer hiding his amusement. He thought, 'Amara, how arrogant you've become.' He knew the newspaper she was looking for didn't actually exist. He had commissioned those articles and placed them on her table every morning. All the companies listed, regardless of whether they were portrayed positively or negatively, always experienced a rise in stock value. So, no matter which company Amara chose, he ensured her stocks never fell. He'd worked hard to create the image of the "Stock Market Queen of Rivenesco," but it had only fueled her arrogance.

"Tell me where you got the newspaper," Amara demanded haughtily.

"I don't like your tone. Is that how you ask for a favor?" Dustin turned to leave again.

Amara's face darkened.

"Tell me. What do you want?" she shouted. "As long as it's not ridiculous, I'll grant it."

But Dustin walked away.

Amara was stunned. Then, her face grew even colder.

"Dustin, you're delusional. Do you really think you can stop me from ruling the stock market just because you won't tell me the name of the newspaper and where it's sold? You're a joke! Even without the newspaper, I can still find valuable stocks! I'll just pick some. Tomorrow, their prices will surely rise!" Amara said angrily.

Dustin had taken a few steps when he stopped.

"You want the newspaper? Sure." He smiled strangely. "It'll arrive tonight."

Amara frowned. Dustin's sudden change of heart made her suspicious.

"Why are you suddenly agreeing to help me?" she asked.

"Because you're bound to lose a lot of money this time!" Dustin said confidently.

"What a joke! I've been buying stocks for years, and I've never lost any money!" Dustin smiled faintly and dismissed her.

With Dustin's promise to send the newspaper, Amara left the Langley family villa immediately.

Late that evening, Amara received the newspaper Dustin had sent. She flipped through it happily. The layout and articles were familiar.

"Amara, which company's stocks are you buying? How many lots?" Clara asked.

"The articles in this newspaper aren't entirely trustworthy," Amara said with a smile. "The companies they criticize heavily usually have huge potential. I'll pick the one they criticize most and buy at least twenty million dollars' worth of lots. Considering the potential for growth, I'll soon make a huge profit!"

Clara hesitated. "Why don't you invest a little less at first? Buy a few million dollars' worth to test the waters," she suggested.

"A few million? That's nothing," Amara scoffed. "I've made up my mind. I'm buying thirty million dollars' worth of stock!"