Cecilia calmly twisted her wrist, grabbing Jaxon’s arm with force that was gentle but enough to make him cry out in pain.
"It hurts, it hurts!"
The crowd hurried over, and Mary pointed at her as she commanded, "Cecilia! You horrible woman, let him go!"
Cecilia didn't want to trouble Elena any further, so she let go and said disdainfully, "You overestimate yourself."
Grayson examined this cold-hearted woman and spoke up, "What a rude child, are you the one who took my brother and sister-in-law's money to play the stock market?"
She wiped her hands, not even lifting her head.
"So what if I am? Monopoly on cosmetics, the Anderson family, and taking loans—any of these could make you lose everything until you're worse off than a beggar. I naturally can't let them take this risk."
He laughed disdainfully, "Little girl, I've been trading stocks for decades; I have far more experience and judgment than you do. But if you want to look for trouble, then I won't stop you."
