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Chapter 60: The Leverage

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Without a word, Henri stood up from his desk. He walked past Matthew, his long strides taking him across the living room and into the quiet, dim space of his private reading room. The air smelled of old leather, mahogany dust, and cedar. He went straight to the floor-to-ceiling brass safe hidden behind a false panel of books. After punching in a six-digit code, he heard the heavy electronic lock click open.

A few seconds later, he returned to the bright living room, holding a thick, worn manila
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  • The Billionaire Bargain    Chapter 61: Henri's Past

    When Matthew casually said “will do” and disappeared into the corridor, the sudden silence in the penthouse felt heavy. Henri stood by the floor-to-ceiling windows for a moment, listening to the quiet hum in his ears. He glanced down at the tumbler of scotch in his right hand. He swirled it once, watched the liquor streak down the glass, and drank the rest in one swift, burning gulp. The peat hit the back of his throat, grounding him, but it couldn’t stop the change in the air. He crossed the floor to the deep leather sofa, worn soft from years of quiet, late-night pacing, and collapsed onto it. He leaned his head back against the leather, covering his eyes with his forearm to block out the low ambient glow of the city outside. He tried to concentrate on the present. He tried to think about the logistics of the coming week. But the quiet was thick, and the scotch was strong. The images tugged at him, slow and relentless, dragging him back, out of the silent penthouse and ten yea

  • The Billionaire Bargain    Chapter 60: The Leverage

    Without a word, Henri stood up from his desk. He walked past Matthew, his long strides taking him across the living room and into the quiet, dim space of his private reading room. The air smelled of old leather, mahogany dust, and cedar. He went straight to the floor-to-ceiling brass safe hidden behind a false panel of books. After punching in a six-digit code, he heard the heavy electronic lock click open.A few seconds later, he returned to the bright living room, holding a thick, worn manila folder in his right hand. "This," Henri said, lifting the folder into the light, "is our leverage."He raised it for a moment, letting the weight of the paper hang in the air between them. Then he tossed it onto the table in front of Matthew.Matthew picked it up, his sharp eyes scanning the label before opening the heavy cardboard cover. He began flipping through the packed pages of financial audits, bank statements, wire receipts, and signed affidavits."In that folder," Henri explained, his

  • The Billionaire Bargain    Chapter 59: The Plan

    Henri rested his elbows on the polished desk, steepling his fingers against his lips as his mind raced down dark paths. No, he knew his brother too well. Sebastian was many things—impulsive, dramatic, and desperate for approval—but under all the theatrics, he was too smart for his own good. Sebastian hated Marie. His hatred matched Henri's own, but for different reasons. Henri despised her because she was an intruder who took his birthright and tore down his father's legacy. Sebastian hated her because she stole their father's soul. Henri remembered those final years clearly. Sebastian had been young, just out of his teens, throwing wild tantrums. He crashed sports cars, got caught in gambling dens, and racked up huge debts. Every outburst was a silent scream for their father to pay attention to him. He wanted their father to look at him, to discipline him—anything to prove he existed in the old man's eyes. But their father was completely blind. He was too wrapped up in his sick de

  • The Billionaire Bargain    Chapter 58: Corporate Gambit

    The soft chime echoed through the penthouse. It broke the heavy silence of the room just as the private elevator doors opened. Matthew's heavy footsteps clicked against the polished Italian marble floor of the foyer, disturbing the sanctuary Henri had spent the last hour creating from darkness and expensive alcohol. "You're late," Henri said in a low voice that barely rose above the hum of the climate control. He raised his crystal tumbler to his lips and finished the last drop of neat scotch in one slow gulp. The ice shifted, cold and heavy, hitting his front teeth with a sharp sound. He enjoyed the fiery amber liquid as it slid down his throat, savoring the burn that settled deep into his stomach. With each wave of warmth spreading through his chest, the memory of Elizabeth faded further into the shadows, locked away in his mind where it couldn’t interfere with the real world. There was no room for ghosts tonight. It was time for business."Oh well, I had to stop to take care of

  • The Billionaire Bargain    Chapter 57: A Heart Gambit

    From the balcony of his penthouse on Sunnyside Avenue, Henri watched the light fade over the sprawl below. It was a stunning view, expensive and lonely, turning the chaotic evening traffic into a distant hum. He swirled his scotch, watching it cling to the glass before settling over clear, heavy ice. His reflection in the floor-to-ceiling glass was faint—tall, broad-shouldered, sharp-jawed, perfectly tailored yet shadowed by an exhaustion that no amount of money could erase. Matthew was on his way up. The elevator would chime any minute, bringing the latest information, the next tactical move. But for a few moments, Henri allowed himself the risky luxury of stillness. His phone had buzzed thirty minutes earlier. Marie had landed in Montreal. The simple text had hit him like a slow-acting poison, spreading a familiar, dull ache through his chest. Whatever game she was playing by crossing the Atlantic to mark her territory, he was ready for her. He had carefully mapped out every move

  • The Billionaire Bargain    Chapter 56: Marie's Choice

    One evening, six months after Henri’s departure, Louis took her to the private gardens overlooking the city river. The air was crisp and smelled of the coming autumn. He did not drop to his knee, nor did he offer her grand statements of eternal love. He stood beside her, his coat collar turned up against the wind, gazing out over the water with the focused mindset that had built his fortune. "My son loves you, Marie," Louis said softly, his deep voice filling the quiet evening. "In his own way, he always will. But Henri is a young man at the start of a demanding journey. He will be dedicated to his work for the next decade. He will give you passionate moments, followed by weeks of absence. He will keep you in the background of his life until he can fight his family for you—if that day ever comes." Marie kept her eyes on the dark water below, feeling the weight of his words. She sensed that distance growing with every brief, distracted phone call from Montreal. Louis turned to her,

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