Chapter 1197 My Fiancé

"Don't call me 'sir.' I'm a woman," came a languid voice tinged with youthfulness. Pablo was utterly dumbfounded, wondering if the other person on the other end had even reached adolescence. Indeed, Wynter was still young and busy with her homework. Having recouped their capital, she entrusted Pablo to handle the future investments on his own. Pablo sat stupefied in his seat. He never imagined hearing such words from the one he respected. He had expected a mature and experienced elderly man, only to find a young girl instead. In truth, Wynter didn't reach out to Pablo by chance. "Larry recommended you. After looking at your background, I see his point," she explained. It was only then that Pablo realized Wynter had intended to help him out of his predicament. Otherwise, she wouldn't have ventured into stock investments. That said, it was his first time encountering a financial genius throughout his life as a trader. According to Larry, Pablo wasn't the only one that Wynter had