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Chapter 68: The Meeting

Author: Toby brown
last update publish date: 2026-08-19 06:01:50

The St. James Club was situated in a corner of downtown Montreal that had been soaked by rain, its solid mahogany doors and tinted glass keeping the city's real power holders away from the gaze of passers-by. Within the club the air had the odour of old bourbon, costly leather, and of the quiet, inherited wealth. It was a place where fortunes were discussed in whispers and rivalries were concealed behind smooth crystal glasses.

Henri was the first to arrive. He took a quiet booth in the remote
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  • The Billionaire Bargain    Chapter 69: Brothers Alliance

    Silence settled over the table, heavy and dense with years of unsaid words. Between them lay a lifetime of competitive shadows—the constant pressure to earn the approval of a father who treated affection like a finite, currency-based asset.​"Father failed us," Henri continued, his voice steady, holding Sebastian’s cold gaze. "He pitted us against each other from the moment we were old enough to understand what a board of directors was. He thought creating a rivalry would make us stronger. It didn't. It just divided us. But I am not him, Sebastian. I refuse to let his mistakes dictate the rest of our lives."​Sebastian took a measured sip of his drink, his eyes never leaving his brother. "You want an alliance."​"I want a united front," Henri corrected. "We come together. We secure Gagnon Enterprises, neutralize Marie, and build something that actually lasts. Put an end to the silent rivalry. Fight side by side, not against each other."​Sebastian lowered his glass, setting it back o

  • The Billionaire Bargain    Chapter 68: The Meeting

    The St. James Club was situated in a corner of downtown Montreal that had been soaked by rain, its solid mahogany doors and tinted glass keeping the city's real power holders away from the gaze of passers-by. Within the club the air had the odour of old bourbon, costly leather, and of the quiet, inherited wealth. It was a place where fortunes were discussed in whispers and rivalries were concealed behind smooth crystal glasses.Henri was the first to arrive. He took a quiet booth in the remote corner of the sparsely lit lounge, a choice which gave him a clear view of the entrance while at the same time having his back pressed firmly against the wall. Old habits tended to last. He ordered a double neat, the iceless amber liquid shining with the soft light of the wall sconces, and then waited.Exactly seven minutes later the heavy entrance doors opened.Sebastian walked into the lounge. He didn't hurry and instead of moving about the room in the nervous way that a man does when he's loo

  • The Billionaire Bargain    Chapter 67: Brotherly Call

    The familiar scent of cedarwood filled the quiet space of Henri’s penthouse. He leaned back against the soft cushions of his leather couch while his mind organized the remaining pieces on the board. The strategy for the merger was nearly complete. Marie had taken the bait—hook, line, and sinker. He had her right where he wanted her, caught by her own ambition.On paper, Henri had accounted for every variable. The only one left was his brother. Sebastian had been quiet for weeks. Knowing him well, Henri understood that silence wasn't passive. When Sebastian was silent, he was plotting. He measured his words carefully and thought three steps ahead of everyone else.Henri needed to reach out. He had to make the first move because he was the older brother. Since their father’s funeral, neither had genuinely tried to bridge the gap between them. Grief should have united them, but it instead pushed them further into their corners of resentment.Sebastian needed love—the kind of unconditiona

  • The Billionaire Bargain    Chapter 66: A Pregnancy Risk

    Gossip. The word echoed oddly in her mind. Could people already be talking? Whispering in the breakrooms and staring as she walked past? Her stomach twisted in a fresh knot of dread. “But you keep stealing touches when you think no one is looking,” she replied softly. That part was undeniably true. He couldn't help adjusting her collar, brushing his fingers against her wrist, or leaning too close in the hallways. “People are beginning to notice.” And soon, dear God, how would she hide a growing belly? In just a few months, no tailored blazer or cleverly loose blouse would conceal the truth. Henri leaned back slightly in his leather chair, his dark eyes scanning over her face and boldly sweeping down the line of her throat and figure with unabashed appreciation. “Then maybe I should give these people something real to talk about,” he said smoothly, a slow, teasing smile forming on his lips. Elizabeth blinked, realizing a moment later that he was joking, trying to pull her out o

  • The Billionaire Bargain    Chapter 65: An Unlikely Gift

    If Elizabeth had any doubts about her unstable emotional state over the past twenty-four hours, besides the painful truth that she had foolishly fallen in love with Henri Gagnon, she now had clear proof that her life was spiraling out of control. Pale-faced and trembling, she walked back into the long, marble-tiled bathroom. For what felt like the twentieth time in thirty minutes, she forced herself to look at the sleek white test sitting on the sink’s edge. It was not alone; there were two others just like it. Three cruel little plastic tests lined up silently against the polished white quartz. Pink. Pink. Pink. All three showed the same, undeniable pink lines in their double windows. Of course they did. When it rained in Elizabeth Stone’s life, it did not just drizzle; it unleashed a devastating hurricane. When one foundation crumbled, the whole structure fell apart. When your world decided to crash down around you, no amount of wishing or bargaining could change the outcome.

  • The Billionaire Bargain    Chapter 64: Legacy And Lies

    She was cleaning up his office the next morning when Henri stopped at the doorway. The sight of Elizabeth fussing with the coffee maker froze him and stirred something deep inside him. As she poured a black cup, just how he liked it, the plain shirt she wore stretched across her chest. "Good morning." She looked up, surprised. "Mr. Gagnon." Her chest rose and fell as she took a quick breath. He stepped inside and closed the doors behind him. "Good morning, Miss Stone." Elizabeth held the black coffee mug against her chest and stared at him, wary as if he might uncover her secrets. "Can I get you anything, Mr. Gagnon?" "That will be all. Thank you, Miss Stone." He watched her quietly return to her desk through the blinds of his office. He noticed her shoulders drop slightly—not from surrender, but from the weight of an exhaustion she was trying hard to hide. He wanted to lift her burden. He wanted to tell her just how much he desired her. Memories of Lyon flooded his mind. Wha

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