"Liam, at what price are you planning to sell?" Luna asked.
"That depends on the price at which I'll feel satisfied…" he replied.
Luna couldn't say anything after hearing that.
And as the price kept dropping, she couldn't hide her concern.
What if Liam was actually just bluffing—like he bought coins, but only for one or two dollars each?
What if what just rose was only from one dollar to two dollars, so he didn't care at all?
Of course, that was only her suspicion, and she couldn't say it out loud.
Whether it was true or not, the fact remained—Liam now had a lot of money. He had bought a fairly expensive car and the latest iPhone.
Earning that much money in a single day, Luna wasn't foolish enough to think it was just luck.
"Right, Liam… which other coins do you think are good?" she asked, moving closer until she was truly sitting beside him, her arm and leg pressed against his.
Her eyes stayed on her phone screen, as if she only wanted advice.
And Liam had to admit—the physical contact felt comfortable.
When he looked at her phone screen, he was slightly stunned.
A new coin appeared through advertisement, still with a market cap of only 40,000 dollars.
But Liam could see that its highest market cap today would reach 11 million dollars.
That meant it would rise more than two hundred times if he bought now. Even if he bought at 100,000 market cap, it would still grow more than a hundred times.
There was no need for 10,000 dollars—even 1,000 would be enough and still secure around 2% of the supply.
If he bought too much, even the developer might become wary. Even if he used bots to spread purchases across thousands of wallets, it could still be traced.
Liam grew curious about the coin and tapped it on Luna's phone.
It didn't look unique—just a strange drawing that looked like it had been sketched on paper.
Poppon…
Even the name sounded odd.
He opened its Twitter account and realized it only had a little over a hundred followers—clearly something created by scammers.
Liam couldn't help but open his wallet—something Luna had clearly been waiting to see.
And when she saw it, she froze.
There was only one meme coin—Penguin—worth 15,000 dollars.
Earlier, when the market cap was 2 million, that meant Liam held around 20,000 dollars—and he hadn't sold.
Besides that, there was also BNB worth 10,000 dollars.
Liam swapped around 3,000 dollars of his BNB into Solana, then entered the Poppon contract address before buying 1,000 dollars worth, instantly pushing its market cap to 50,000 dollars and giving him 2% of the supply—20 million tokens.
Even though the coin looked extremely unconvincing, Luna still followed and bought it with her remaining Solana—50 dollars—getting 1 million tokens.
If it reached just a 10 million market cap, Luna would have 10,000 dollars.
"You're not afraid of losing your money?" Liam asked.
"If I run out of money, can't I just ask you for it? I don't believe you wouldn't give me even a cent when I need it, now that you're rich."
Liam, "…"
He had once thought that if he became rich, he would ignore the people who had ignored him.
But maybe not.
That would be a lonely life.
Family, neighbors, childhood friends—they always had a place in someone's heart, no matter how they were treated.
In the end, indifference was often unavoidable in modern times. Everyone was busy with their own lives, only wanting to deal with things that benefited them.
Liam couldn't deny that he himself had often ignored acquaintances in hardship, simply because he didn't want his money to decrease by helping them.
Of course, not being indifferent after success didn't necessarily mean he cared.
It was more like a desire to show dominance—like saying, I'm the one in control now, or I have money now, come—but make me pleased.
And none of that needed to be said.
They would come on their own.
Without realizing it, Liam had already placed his hand on Luna's thigh.
When he noticed, he simply found it comfortable, so he didn't stop. Instead, his hand moved, stroking her thigh.
Luna acted as if nothing was wrong. She even leaned her body closer to him, no longer just touching.
Her head rested on his shoulder.
"Oh… it's starting to go up," she said.
She continued watching the price of Poppon, and it had indeed begun to rise.
The buying volume was very high.
In a short time, it had already surpassed a 100,000 dollar market cap.
At the same time, Liam—his left hand still resting on Luna's thigh—used his right hand to set his bot to execute a full sell at a market cap of 11 million dollars.
Seeing that, Luna was quite stunned.
That target was too high—almost unrealistic.
But as she observed him, there was a certain confidence in Liam's eyes.
As if wanting to give him even more stimulation, she lifted one of her legs onto his, then slowly slid it between his legs, making it easier for him to touch her thigh with his right hand.
Liam glanced at her, only to see a faint smile on her lips.
His left hand couldn't help but move to wrap around her slender waist, and she leaned deeper into him.
Her head rested more fully on his shoulder.
Just as Liam's left hand was about to slip inside her tank top, a shout suddenly came from outside his room.
"Liam, ask Luna if she wants coffee!"
Liam felt as if he had been struck by electricity when he heard his mother's voice.
He immediately straightened his back and moved away from Luna.
It would be a serious problem if his mother suddenly entered his room.
"Mom, no need, we'll be done soon," he replied, that was all he could say.
As for Luna, she let out a soft chuckle and said, "Come on, Liam, let's go out. It'd be such a waste if your car isn't used for a drive."
"No, I'm busy…" Liam refused.
He only wanted to trade and earn more money.
With money, Luna had already begun to yield to him, deliberately allowing herself to be touched by him.
As long as he had more money, whatever he wanted from her, she likely wouldn't refuse.
Luna pouted slightly when he rejected her.
She could only stand up and nod.
"Alright, we'll do it when you're not busy," she said.
She picked up her books, then walked to the door, opened it, and went out.
"Luna, are you done already? That was fast," Liam heard his mother's voice again from outside.
"Yes, Miss Diana, we're done. It only had five difficult questions, but once we found the formula, everything became easy," Luna replied warmly.
"That's surprising. You really are the smartest young woman in this neighborhood. Liam usually takes a long time to finish his assignments, but when he works with you, it's done so quickly."
"Miss Diana, you're overpraising me. Your son is much smarter than I am. He's the one who helped me."
"No need to be modest. I know you've always ranked first from elementary school to high school, while Liam has never even made it into the top ten."
Liam, "…"