Chapter 306: Golden Rain

Chapter 306: Chapter 306: Golden Rain

The doors of Jake’s office at Golden Investments were firmly shut, sealing out the bustling city below. Sitting behind his curved master display, Jake logged into his private trading dashboard and pulled up the spot gold market chart: XAUUSD — 2,348.20.

Deep behind his eye, the sharp, familiar spark ignited.

A cold, clinical pressure expanded behind his temple. Jake leaned forward slightly, his pupils dilating as the ambient sound of the suite receded into complete silence.

The standard digital candlestick chart on the screen began to warp. Stripping away the chaotic noise of retail stop-losses and institutional algorithms, the air an inch off the glass display began to shimmer. Brilliant, glowing golden lines materialized, slicing through the empty space with absolute precision.

The vision tracked the exact path of the global gold market over the next hour. The main trend line surged upward in an aggressive, institutional buy cycle, peaking sharply at a high liquidity ceiling, before snapping back down into a clean, predictable retracement.

Jake mapped out the exact coordinates with mechanical speed:

* Phase 1: An aggressive long entry at 2,348.20, targeting a 116-pip climb straight up to 2,359.80, with a stop-loss set at 2,343.00.

* Phase 2: A secondary counter-trend reversal short at 2,360.50, capturing a 95-pip pullback down to 2,351.00, with a stop-loss at 2,365.00.

Jake paused, his dark eyes narrowing slightly as he looked at the two-phase setup.

’If I post both back-to-back trades on LOOP, retail traders will mess up the timing on the reversal,’ Jake thought. ’Executing a rapid counter-trend short at the absolute ceiling requires instant execution. Most people will lag, get trapped in the squeeze, and blow their leverage.’

’I should also lower the exit point so they don’t get caught up in the reversal.’ He made his decision.

He picked up his phone and dialed Silas Thorne over at Sterling International Bank. The line connected instantly on the first ring.

"Mr. Rivers!" Silas answered, his voice filled with sharp readiness. "The desk is fully prepped and waiting."

"Silas," Jake said calmly, his tone even. "Work with a balance of twenty billion marks again today, just like yesterday. I’m routing two execution slips directly to your matrix for our institutional capital. Have the team stage both."

"Understood, Mr. Rivers!" Silas replied eagerly, his heart pounding with excitement. "Twenty billion allocation locked in. We’ll execute the moment your packet lands!"

"Good," Jake murmured, ending the call.

He routed both slips—the long entry and the secondary reversal short—directly to Silas. Then, pulling up his public LOOP profile, Jake published only the first signal—the clean, high-probability long run—for the general public to follow safely.

[Asset: XAUUSD (Spot Gold)

Execution Window: 14:15 - 15:00 Veyra Time

Trade Direction: BUY / LONG

Entry Target: 2,348.20 - 2,350.50

Take-Profit: 2,345.80

Stop-Loss: 2,340.0

Note: Use proper risk management. The rain is here.]

He pressed publish.

Within ten seconds of the post, the digital ecosystem detonated.

Across the plazas below Apex Plaza, inside corporate offices, university cafeterias, and retail shops, millions of smartphone screens lit up with notifications.

"HE POSTED IT! THE SIGNAL IS LIVE!" a young office worker screamed from a cafe balcony, frantically tapping his screen. "BUY AT 2,348.20!"

"EVERYONE GET IN NOW!" another trader yelled across a bustling trading floor nearby. "THE GOLD KING SENT THE RAIN!"

Comments flooded the LOOP post at an unprecedented rate, racking up one hundred thousand interactions in less than three minutes:

— "HE DIDN’T FORGET ABOUT US! WE ARE GETTING PAID TODAY!"

— "I JUST MOVED ALL MY SAVINGS INTO THIS BUY ORDER! THANK YOU GOLD KING!"

— "Husks and Timber in absolute tears right now! The people’s money is flowing!"

— "Target set to 2,345.80! Holding until the end!"

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In the high-frequency execution suite at Sterling International Bank, Silas Thorne’s console chimed as Jake’s dual-packet arrived.

Silas’s eyes scanned the two-phase setup on his screen, a fierce, electric grin spreading across his face.

"Listen up!" Silas roared to the floor. "Mr. Rivers has sent over two execution slips for our capital desk, but he only gave the public Phase 1! We are running a strict twenty-billion-mark allocation with our 1:100 leverage multiplier! Total active buying power: two trillion marks!"

"Stage Phase 1 long at 2,348.20!" the lead analyst shouted back, his fingers flying across his board. "Deploying 1,200,000 standard lots!"

"Price touching 2,348.20 right now!" the executioner called out. "Tranche filled! Public volume is surging in right behind us!"

Click.

The chart exploded. A massive, towering green candlestick tore upward through every technical resistance level.

"Spot gold passing 2,352.00!" the analyst yelled over the wild cheers in the room. "Floating profit crossing one billion marks!"

"2,356.00... 2,358.50..."

"2,359.80... PHASE 1 TARGET TAGGED AND EXECUTED!"

Click.

"Position closed! Gross profit on Slip 1: +13,920,000,000 marks!" the risk officer shouted, throwing his arms in the air.

The entire desk broke into cheers as many retail accounts across Veyra simultaneously closed out in massive profits. But Silas didn’t celebrate. He pointed sharply at the secondary line on his screen.

"Get ready for Phase 2!" Silas commanded. "The public is taking their profits and stepping back, but the King’s script isn’t done! Stage the reversal short at 2,360.50! Deploying 1,500,000 standard lots!"

"Price spiking to 2,360.50 on final momentum!" the lead executioner shouted. "FILLED!"

Click.

The moment the institutional short went live at the absolute top of the sweep, the candle slammed into a hidden wall of sell liquidity and instantly flipped red, plunging downward toward 2,351.00 just as mapped.

"2,354.00... 2,352.00..."

"2,351.00... PHASE 2 TARGET EXECUTED!"

Click.

"All positions flat! Gross profit on Slip 2: +14,250,000,000 marks! Total gross profit for the session: +28,170,000,000 marks!" the risk officer yelled over the roar of the room.

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Inside the heavily guarded Ministry building, the silence in the hallways was deafening, broken only by the muffled, roaring chants echoing from the streets below.

Minister Troy Husks stood behind his heavy velvet drapes, peering down at the sea of thousands of citizens celebrating outside. People were hugging each other, dancing, and holding up their glowing smartphones displaying green profit ledgers.

His desk phone rang. It was Minister Duke Timber, his voice trembling so hard he could barely articulate his words.

"Troy... did you see it?" Timber stammered softly. "He... he just handed the entire population millions of marks."

Husks slammed his hand against the window frame, his face pale and contorted with helpless anger. "He didn’t just hand them money, Duke! He bought their absolute loyalty! Look at them out there!"

Below the window, a massive banner was unrolled across the main gates of the Ministry:

"THANK YOU GOLD KING! HUSKS & TIMBER: HAND IN YOUR RESIGNATIONS TODAY!"

"Every single person down there who just paid off their debts or doubled their savings attributes it directly to Jake Rivers," Timber whimpered over the phone line. "And they blame us because they think we were blocking him over the past few weeks. The Cabinet Chief called my office five minutes ago, Troy. We’re being summoned to the President’s executive office at five o’clock."

Husks let out a long, hollow breath, sinking into his chair as the terrifying realization hit him. They hadn’t just lost a political battle; Jake Rivers had systematically turned the entire nation’s population into his personal, unshakeable leverage.

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Meanwhile, inside his luxury hotel suite across town, Anthony Paige stood paralyzed in front of his laptop.

On the left screen, news broadcasts showed citizens in the streets wildly celebrating Jake’s public signal. On the right screen, bright red system rejection warnings flickered relentlessly:

[ACCESS DENIED - PERMANENT NETWORK FREEZE

Entity: Paige Financial Group

Status: ALL CLEARING NODES TERMINATED BY GOLDEN SHEELE CORP]

His phone rang. It was his father’s chief legal counsel direct from London.

"Anthony," the stern voice came through the speaker. "The board has just seen the clearing node termination notices from Golden Sheele Corp. Your northern project capital is frozen."

"It’s just a temporary administrative delay—" Anthony tried to explain, cold sweat dripping down his neck.

"It is not a delay," the counsel interrupted coldly. "The board is holding an emergency vote in two hours to pull your mandate and reallocate the entire project funding to your brother John’s division. You failed to secure the regional transit corridor."

"Listen to me!" Anthony yelled, his arrogant demeanor completely shattered. "Jake Rivers isn’t a normal regional player! The man sits on a hundred billion marks! He just gave away free billions to the public in a single trade while completely freezing our routes! You can’t just fight him with standard legal pressure!"

"Then you should have handled him with more care," the counsel replied smoothly. "Your brother John is already preparing his team."

The line went dead with a sharp click.

Anthony dropped his phone onto the desk, leaning his hands against the wood as he stared blankly at his reflection in the glass. The condescending pride he had carried into Jake’s executive suite just hours ago had dissolved into absolute ruin.

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High above the bustling capital, inside the calm sanctuary of Golden Investments’ executive suite, the quiet hum of the air conditioning was the only sound.

Jake watched the secondary monitor as the Phase 2 short position closed out cleanly at 2,351.00, adding another massive chunk of unencumbered liquidity to his Sterling International account.

Alice walked in quietly, placing a fresh cup of espresso beside his laptop.

"Phase 2 execution complete, Mr. Rivers," Alice reported smoothly, a subtle smile touching her lips. "Public feedback on LOOP is overwhelmingly positive. Over four hundred thousand retail accounts reported net gains today from Phase 1."

Jake picked up his espresso, taking a slow, calm sip as he looked out over the sunlit skyline of Veyra.

"And Silas’s desk?"

"Sterling International cleared a net profit of twenty-eight point one seven billion marks across both slips," Alice replied cleanly. "Your total liquid reserve on this account now stands at eighty point one two billion marks."

Jake set his cup down, a calm, razor-sharp smirk settling on his face. ’Im now just under twenty billion marks away from the hundred-billion-mark target for the Twin Islands luxury resort.’

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