Lucas Empire Records Novels & Stories

“It’s an old signal. A vault. Hidden, guarded. But if we can get in, we’ll find everything—plans, records, maybe even the names of his backers.” “And probably more guards,” Ethan muttered. “Yes. But we go in quiet. Tonight.” Emma looked at him. “Why are you helping us?” Lucas didn’t answer for a moment. Then he looked at Emma and said quietly, “Because I owe you. For what I did before I disappeared.” She went still. “You left. You didn’t just vanish—you *chose* to vanish.” “I was forced to,” he said. “Damian blackmailed me. Said if I didn’t work for him, he’d kill you.”

She read it aloud, her voice a cracked whisper. “Type it in,” he commanded. She did. The screen changed, revealing a labyrinth of financial files, stock portfolios, and offshore accounts. It was the heart of Alejandro’s empire, laid bare. “See the file labeled ‘Project Chimera’?” Lucas asked, his breath hot against her neck. “Open it.”

Lucas continued, "I understand this might come as a shock, especially to Mr. Gavin. I assure you, that this decision was not made lightly, but with the best interests of both organizations in mind. We believe that this collaboration will bring about unparalleled growth and success for Gavin Empire." Instead of expressing respect for Mr. Franco Gavin, Lucas looked towards Zeke Castellan, a sarcastic smile playing on his lips. "I must apologize to the Castellan family. Unfortunately, your dreams of a partnership with Gavin Empire won't materialize. We won't allow such alliances that could potentially compromise our strategic interests."

"Get me all the files related to the company’s finance. “I want to see everything, not a single one excluded." “Leo, I want to speak with the chief financial officer of this branch, now!!” Lucas, demanded turning to his personal assistant. Leo responded with a small bow, “okay, sir.” As Raymond scurried off to gather the documents, Lucas's thoughts drifted to Emily. He had been distant, preoccupied with his own problems, but he knew she was struggling too. He had asked someone to keep an eye on her, she’d made contact with someone he could call an enemy. Julian's influence was growing, and Lucas couldn't shake the feeling that he was losing her.

Not now at least. They were already back home and Emilia was impatiently waiting for Liam to return. She needed to renegotiate with him. Now that the company belonged to him, she needed to know who was managing it. Seeing as he was off work. She needed to be assured that Peyton Incorporation wasn’t suffering although she knew that Liam was an expert in the business world. Lucia was out with her husband, Richard for a hospital check up. According to what Liam said, she had less than three months left but from what Emilia was seeing, Lucia looked healthy, maybe a bit pale but she certainly did not look like she had just three months to live.

Sebestian's poor attempt to play his card doesn't bother Lucus, not one bit. Instead, Lucus lets out a harsh breath and narrows his eyes on the other "You are bloody wrong about Emma being someone trivial. She's my wife, and I'll always defend her. Get that inside your head!" Lucus finally lets his hold on Sebestian go and retreats. Before he turns to get back inside the penthouse, Lucus challenges the other, "Go and tell my mother whatever you want. There are no secrets between us, so I couldn't give a rat's behind. Just so you know, if you ever even breathe the same air as my wife again, I'll destroy you and the whole empire you worked hard to build. Remember that!"

He was building a corporate legacy so vast that Lucas's personal rejection would seem insignificant. 🚢 Lucas’s True Explorer Voyage Meanwhile, Lucas, having successfully defended his sovereignty, finally embarked on the destiny he had defined for himself: the life of the Explorer. Lucas used the fully secured Temple Endowment (the cryptocurrency reserves) to fund the construction of his own research vessel. It wasn't the sleek, flashy machine Julian offered; it was a rugged, custom-designed oceanographic research ketch, built with maximal energy efficiency and minimal digital footprint.

“What kind of lead?” Lucas exhaled and moved past them toward the table, where maps and notes cluttered the surface. He pulled out a folded document from inside his jacket and set it down. “Venut’s city records. I managed to get access to a list of residents going back ten years. Including the restricted archives.” Lila blinked, her anger faltering. “How did you even get that?” “Strategic pressure,” Lucas replied. “I reached out to the City Councillor—he owed a favor to Alpha Rohen of the South Fenris territory. I made sure that favor came due.”

"It is time for you to go." Lucia made a contemptuous expression but stayed silent. Turning quickly, she walked swiftly towards the door, the elegant gown's fabric swishing as she moved. Federico observed her closely as she departed, and only after the door closed did he release a slow exhale. "She's keeping a secret," he whispered, more to himself than to Jones. I do not doubt it. Jones looked at him briefly, feeling the strain on his leader. "Would you like me to investigate this further, Your Highness?"

The car fell silent. Noah blinked. “What?” Her mother continued. “It was meant for you.” Lila stared at the screen in shock. “What?” Ethan’s eyes darkened. Because suddenly everything made sense. The hidden trust. The secret accounts. The paintings. The vault. The drive. Her mother finished the sentence calmly. “The empire Marcus is trying to steal…” “…belongs to my daughter.” The video paused automatically. Silence filled the underground garage. Noah blinked again. “So… Lila owns the company?”