The Tycoon System Novels & Stories

Her fingers danced over the keyboard as she accessed the files. "What are you looking for?" Thomas asked, keeping an eye on the door. "Everything," Emma said, her voice tight. "Bank accounts, offshore holdings, assets. Leo’s entire network. He made my mothers life miserable, He took away my mother's document, signed contract and many more Now I’m taking it back " The screen filled with data accounts holding millions, properties registered under shell corporations, names of powerful allies and pawns in Leo’s web. Emma’s chest tightened as she saw the extent of his empire. It was vast, but it was about to crumble.

Said another man, and Duncan recognized him as Martin, another subordinate. " Everyone knows that the Valois family was responsible for the great growth of the Empire Group. Like his father Dominique Valois, increased growth in his time as CEO, his son did similar. Duncan Valois was largely responsible for success. " Agreed Fernand. Duncan bit his teeth, he snapped his neck and closed his eyes. He lost his life for money? That consumed him, that cruel and poisonous realization burned him like the flames of hell. Which is certainly where I’d be going for what I was about to do.

She rolled her eyes again, and I bit my lip hard. I breathed in and out before I asked. "I have kept my own part of the deal, why didn't you keep yours, Lyra?" "What deal?" She asked. "Don't ask me silly question, Lyra. Where the hell is the money? I was supposed to get it as soon as I register my marriage with Jaxon. That was our agreement, Lyra, need I remind you?" I reminded her, raising my voice. "Oh... That?" She stood up, crossing her arms on her chest as she faced me.

She thought because that was the only thing that she believed could make people act out of their character. “Not now, but Mr Trenor uses hard drugs and actually had a secret system he used to buy and sell them in the city. Like a side gig.” “Uhn? That doesn't make any sense though. He is so kind and…” “He might have been kind, but it was all a decoy to get people to relax around him, that was also the only way he could get through to boss and worm his way into the family during boss' vulnerable time after losing his mother.”

I acknowledge my mistakes and am genuinely trying to correct them, but I need her to allow me to do so. In the car, feeling terrible for storming out of my wife's house abruptly, I reflect on our complicated relationship. I managed to completely divert Andrew Smith from her path by suggesting a partnership with Joel Smith. Using my contacts in the business world, the newspaper owner sent his son for negotiations in various cities in Britain, keeping him busy with million-dollar deals.

The tycoon backing him—a powerful, faceless figure—had been pressing him harder with each passing day. The messages came through encrypted lines, always cold, always clear: “It’s time to finish what you started.” “Her family must fall.” “You’ve been paid. Deliver.” James didn’t even know who this man truly was. They had never met face to face. Everything was conducted through intermediaries, encrypted emails, and burner phones. The only thing James did know was that the money was too good to ignore. Especially now. With his mother’s medical bills piling up, his own reputation sinking, and his business crumbling after Antony’s death, he was hanging by a thread. And this tycoon, whoever he was

he asked, his voice smooth and commanding. His gaze stirred something unexpected—a warmth in the midst of the cold. I'd seen that face before, through the fog of my pain: Julian Huxley, the ruthless CEO of Huxley Enterprises and Ethan's fiercest rival. What did he want from me? As the rain poured on, a new unease twisted in my gut—this encounter felt like the start of something far more dangerous than I could handle.

I turned, his gaze still on me. “Who’s asking?”. I faked a smile. He extended his hand, taking a step closer. “Austin Marcus, it's so nice to finally. I recognised him instantly, of course he's the son of the popular Marcus Tyson ... .the billionaire Tycoon. One of the biggest shareholders in the United States. When his company reached out to work with mine, I didn't hesitate, they wanted a partnership deal to shift to the female world with their perfumes, and in the other way round, I'd have them market my product for free and still earn well.