Faced with such a situation, the government was forced to intervene. They likely wouldn't have batted an eye if it were a middle-class man or any other rich billionaire who lost the money—but this time, that wasn't the case.
Rather it was the government... No, rather it was the government whose party was losing the money, so they needed to do everything possible in their power to stop it.
The Finance Ministry quickly followed suit, announcing its intent to uphold investor's confidence. They indicated that fiscal measures were being considered to bolster the economy, promising that they would not hesitate to introduce reforms if necessary. The government's commitment to investigating claims of market manipulation sent a clear message that they were taking the situation seriously.
Then came the reassurances to the public.
Collaborating with the NSE, the government prepared a public address to soothe the fears of investors. "We are working tirelessly to protect the integrity of our financial system," they assured, urging people to stay calm amid the storm.
As the day wore on, the impact of the higher-ups' responses began to materialize. News of government and RBI support spread throughout the financial sector, offering a glimmer of hope amid the turmoil.
Investor sentiment slowly shifted. Brokers, relieved by the swift actions of the NSE and the government, began to relay messages of cautious optimism.
"Patience is key," they advised clients, emphasizing the promise of regulatory support. The frantic atmosphere started to ease as investors realized they weren't facing the crisis alone.
Meanwhile, banks prepared for an influx of capital, readying themselves for the RBI's liquidity support. They informed clients about upcoming measures aimed at preventing panic withdrawals.
The NSE, having successfully halted trading and ensured that the situation was being managed and under control, utilized the time to strategize for the eventual market resumption. Raghav looked around the room—tension still lingered, but now accompanied by a sense of determination.
"Let's prepare for when trading resumes. We'll be ready to manage the market and restore confidence," he declared, steeling himself for the challenges ahead.
The atmosphere had shifted—the initial dread giving way to a renewed sense of purpose.
As the city held its breath, the stage was being set for a confrontation that would reshape Indra's financial future forever.
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Amit Sharma sat back in his plush office chair, a wide grin spreading across his face. The upbeat rhythm of an entertainment song played in the background, setting a lively atmosphere. Today felt like a great day for Amit—he was poised to earn billions as his traders had planned to sell shares at a significant 52-week high.
He had been waiting for this moment, and everything seemed to be going perfectly.
However, little did he know that Aurora, the AI working with Evan, had blocked all communication channels for him. Despite his traders frantically trying to reach him, their phones wouldn't connect, leaving them frustrated and helpless.
Suddenly, Amit's phone buzzed with notifications. He glanced at the screen and his smile faded as he read the alarming headlines: the stock market was crashing. Panic surged through him, and he leapt from his chair, his heart racing.
"What?! No! This can't be happening!" he roared, his voice breaking the otherwise calm office. He quickly dialed the number of one of his traders, but it went straight to voicemail. "Pick up! Pick up!" he yelled, frustration boiling over.
When the call ended without a response, he felt his anger ignite.
Amit began to jump up and down, throwing his chair across the room in a fit of rage. "Damn it!" he bellowed, his face reddening. "This was supposed to be my day! How could this happen?" He kicked the wall in frustration, the sound of the impact reverberating through the office.
His mind raced with thoughts of missed opportunities and the unfolding chaos. He couldn't understand why his team wasn't answering.
"This is unbelievable!" he fumed, pacing around the office, his heart pounding in his chest. Enjoy more content from m-v l'-novelhall.net
Amit's hopes of a profitable day had crumbled, replaced by a sense of dread as he realized the gravity of the situation. The market was crashing, and he was powerless to stop it. He sank back into his chair, staring blankly at his computer screen, his thoughts swirling in confusion and anger.
However, little did he know that everything that he was watching was a mere replay and his downfall had already occurred.