บททั้งหมดของ DEAR EX, IT'S TOO LATE FOR REGRET.: บทที่ 121 - บทที่ 130

TRAPPING THE SHORT SELLERS.Nathan’s POV.The morning sun was shining bright through the large office windows at Zander Logistics headquarters as Arthur Vance and I sat near the central table, and the transition from our institutional shareholder meeting to executing this final market trap was completely smooth as our joint holding entity went into full action. Emma was sitting on the sofa near the desk reviewing the latest Quinn trust transfer receipts, while Arthur pulled up the live exchange order book on the main wall monitor to show us the exact positions held by the offshore short sellers."Nathan, the offshore shell company, Apex Global Holdings, is currently holding over two hundred thousand short positions that they opened when they dumped those initial stock blocks yesterday," Arthur explained, pointing at the highlighted red trading blocks on the live screen."They opened those short positions expecting our share price to crash after the

THE VICTORY ANNOUNCEMENT.Nathan’s POV.The main lobby of Zander Logistics headquarters was filled with news reporters and camera crews as the scheduled time for our national press conference arrived, and the transition from our private strategy sessions to this major public event was completely smooth as Emma and I walked down the grand staircase together. Joel and Arthur Vance were standing near the elevated platform holding our final financial printouts, while dozens of journalists adjusted their microphones and pointed their lenses directly toward the center stage."Good afternoon, Nathan, the live television feed is fully connected across all major business news networks, and every chief financial reporter in the country is tuned in to hear our official announcement," Joel said, stepping forward to greet us near the edge of the stage."Thank you, Joel, and as soon as Arthur gives us the signal from the media desk, we will step up to the podium

TOTAL MARKET CONTROL.Nathan’s POV.The boardroom was quiet as the remaining board members shook our hands and stepped out into the hallway, and the transition from finalizing Emma's permanent executive seat to stepping into my corner office for a private celebration was completely smooth. I held the office door open for Emma, closing it softly behind us while Mark stayed posted outside in the hallway, and the bright afternoon light flooded through the floor-to-ceiling glass windows that looked out over the entire city skyline. Arthur had placed a bottle of cold champagne and two tall glasses on the central table before leaving the room, and I walked over to pour the sparkling drink as Emma set her leather folder down on the sofa."Emma, come sit beside me at the table right here, because we need to officially celebrate this massive market triumph after everything we went through over the last forty-eight hours," I said, bringing the two filled glasses ove

THE INSPECTOR’S TOUR.Nathan’s POV.The foyer was quiet as Sarah stepped back toward the kitchen, and the transition from hearing about the initial complaint to guiding the social services official through our home layout was completely smooth as Inspector Hargrove paused near the central table to reopen her notebook. I walked straight into the living room alongside Emma, placing my briefcase on the side table near the hallway before addressing the inspector directly with a calm, welcoming tone."Inspector Hargrove, since you are here to complete a thorough review of our domestic situation, I would like to personally guide you through a total layout tour of this penthouse so you can examine every living space, study area, and safety protocol for yourself," I offered, gesturing toward the main eastern corridor that led toward the residential wing."I appreciate that invitation very much, Mr. Zander, because completing a full physical tour of th

THE OFFICIAL REVIEW CLEARANCE.Emma’s POV.The morning was bright as I sat near the table in the primary study, and the transition from our quiet family breakfast to handling our home legal affairs was completely smooth as Sarah walked into the room holding a thick priority courier envelope. Nathan was standing near the window reviewing a set of international shipping schedules on his tablet, and Sarah handed the sealed envelope directly to me before stepping back toward the open doorway."Mrs. Zander, the post courier just delivered this official document packet from the central state social services office, and the driver mentioned that it contains certified copies of our final file review," Sarah reported, placing a silver paper opener beside my hand on the table."Thank you, Sarah, please tell Mark that we received the delivery safely so he can update the front gate log," I replied, taking the paper opener to slice open the heavy paper envelope