The Return of the Cannon Fodder Trillion Heiress - Chapter 555

Chapter 555: Chapter 555 Who Designed It?
After her audition, Hera had a snack with Xavier before heading back home.

Once there, she dove straight into her online classes and tackled her assignments, determined not to fall behind her classmates.

Fortunately, her dean had been considerate and allowed her to continue her studies remotely, with professors and trusted classmates sending her notes and video recordings of the lectures.

Their university had long been ahead of the curve, recording all lectures in high quality—each classroom was equipped with cameras that professors could access using their work IDs.

These recordings were then uploaded to the online platform connected to the university’s website where Hera was enrolled.

To keep focused, she locked herself in her study.

Xavier had left a few minutes ago for some work of his own, while the rest of the male leads, including Leo, were busy elsewhere.

After finishing her classes, Hera stretched her limbs and massaged her aching shoulders before shifting her focus to another tab.

She was now watching the stock market trends, her eyes narrowing as she clicked through various stocks.

Before long, a wide smile spread across her face.

Why?

Because with the wealth she had accumulated and the freedom to experiment with her abilities, she was no longer hesitant about taking risks.

In addition to her previous earnings from racing, she had now made millions through stock trading.

While she had dabbled in it before, starting with small, careful investments, she had always played it safe, mindful of her limited capital.

But now, with a solid financial cushion, a fallback capital, she didn’t need to hold back anymore.

She was diving into high-risk, high-reward investments, and it had just paid off—her first major profit from the stock market.

Now, she sat staring at her screen, transfixed, after transferring her first few million earnings into her bank account.

The number of zeroes was almost impossible to count, but she couldn’t help smiling like a fool.

The Avery family was already incredibly wealthy, and her grandfather had generously given her an initial allowance of $100 billion—though she still had more than $90 billion left.

But who would complain about having too much money?

With this kind of fortune, she could even laugh in her sleep. Besides, who said money can’t buy happiness? She was certainly living proof it could.

Thanks to the lessons she learned from Luke during their meals together, where he openly shared his strategies and tactics, she was able to put his advice into practice alongside her own.

She carefully selected stocks with strong potential, making smart investments.

She sold off some of those stocks while holding onto the ones with the best long-term prospects—stocks that were sure to increase in value over time.

After checking her profits, she stretched her arms, feeling the numbness from hours of typing and clicking the mouse.

She lazily leaned back in her leather seat, staring into space.

As she thought about it, she realized how much money she had earned, all thanks to Luke and Leo for sharing their tactics and experiences.

She had used their advice as a foundation to boldly choose high-risk options. Now, it was time to show her gratitude.

She reached for her phone, took out a card, and dialed the number written on it. It didn’t take long for the owner of the number to pick up.

“Hello?! Who’s this?” The voice on the other end sounded rushed and preoccupied.

“Hello, Miss Liz, this is Hera Ainsley.” After introducing herself, there was a brief silence on the other end.

It seemed like the person was either trying to recall who she was or simply pausing to think. Hera gave her time, patiently waiting.

“Ah! It’s you?!” After a brief pause, the girl on the other end screamed, causing Hera to instinctively pull the phone away from her ear.

She then placed it in a phone stand and switched to speaker mode, tired of holding it in her hand.

Hera chuckled. “Looks like you still remember me,” she teased.

“Of course, I do! What can I help you with? Want to ask me to hang out, Miss Superstar?” Liz quickly switched to a playful tone, as if they’d been friends for years, teasing Hera back.

It was as if she’d completely forgotten how she had taunted Hera before, leaving a less-than-stellar first impression.

But Hera didn’t hold it against her.

She smiled, recognizing that Liz had likely seen the news circulating online and realized how much attention she’d been getting lately.

“No, remember when you asked me to call you before? It was if I needed help making jewelry out of the jade I got from stone betting. Well, I’m calling now for the same reason—just to help me make some simple cufflinks and a tie clip.” Hera explained seriously, as she began fidgeting with her computer again.

“Ah! Of course, of course!” Liz replied excitedly.

She remembered how much money Hera could make from those jades and knew that each custom jewelry order would be worth a significant amount.

Liz’s business-minded instincts kicked in, and she began calculating the potential profit from this deal.

She’d been worried about finding clients to prove her worth to her father lately, but now one was coming to her—how could she not be thrilled? “I’ll send you some designs. Just let me know your requirements.”

Hera chuckled at Liz’s enthusiasm while continuing to click away at her computer.

“No need to send any designs. I actually have a few jewelry blueprints here with me; I’m just picking out a design. Please give me your email address so I can send them to you.”

“That works too,” Liz replied, though her voice carried a hint of disappointment.

She had hoped for a design commission too to boost her income, but she knew it was better than nothing. “With the designs ready, it’ll be easier for me to have my team make it.”

“That’s great to hear,” Hera said.

Soon after, Liz sent a text message sending her email address, and not long after that, Hera finished picking a few designs from her computer.

She was planning to make a pair of cufflinks and a tie clip for Leo, Luke, Xavier, Zhane, Rafael, and Dave, and of course, to her grandfather as well.

Each of them had helped her in one way or another, and she wanted to show her appreciation for their care and support.

After sending the blueprints, Liz casually began reviewing the designs, assuming they would be simple—after all, it was just a cufflink and tie clip set, likely a gift for a man.

But when she opened the first design, she fell silent, staring at the screen. She scrolled down to the next design, her eyes widening in shock. Finally, she let out a loud gasp.

“Did you buy this from one of the famous jewelry designers? Which one? I’ve never seen anything like this design technique before. It’s a bit complicated to make, but it’s so elegant, unique, and absolutely beautiful. Does the designer have a studio? Can you refer her to me? Please?”

Hera chuckled, thinking Liz was exaggerating. “I think it’s simple and elegant, but there’s no need to go overboard with the praise.”