All Chapters of TYCOON SYSTEM: THE INCREDIBLE BILLIONAIRE: Chapter 161
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The race
Lucas turned his head and saw the president’s car speeding away into the night, and his eyes burned with fury. He couldn’t let them escape. Not this time. He spun around and ran back to his car. Daniel was still behind the wheel, his head bent down when Lucas yanked the door open. “Move!” he barked. Daniel looked up, startled. “What…?”Lucas shoved him aside, sliding into the driver’s seat. “I’m taking over.” He stated.Daniel scrambled into the passenger seat, still stunned. Freya clutched Lucas’s arm, her voice trembling. “Lucas, please…”Lucas’s jaw tightened, his eyes locked on the road ahead. “No. If they escape now, they’ll come back stronger.”He slammed his foot on the accelerator. The car roared to life, as he shot forward into the night. The president’s car sped down the road. Inside, the president leaned forward, his face twisted with panic. “Faster!” he shouted at his driver. “Drive faster! Don’t let him catch us!” The driver’s hands gripped the wheel tightly, sw
No matter what you do, you can’t beat me
Dianne held Freya tightly, the gun still pressed against her head. Freya sobbed, her tears streaming, her voice breaking as she whispered, “Mum…don’t do this.” “You….You’re crazy Dianne!” Lucas yelled, trying to get to her. “Put down your gun Lucas, or I’d shoot!” She yelled, and Lucas hesitated, but when he saw her eyes, he knew she wasn’t joking, so he lowered his gun. He knew he couldn’t rush her, one wrong move and Freya would be gone. He needed another way. Slowly, Lucas softened his voice, speaking not like a fighter but like a man reaching into Dianne’s heart. “Dianne,” he said quietly, “look at her. Look at your daughter, she’s terrified.” He said and Dianne sighed.“Freya told me when she was little, she used to run to you when she was scared. She trusted you to protect her and still does.” Dianne’s grip trembled slightly. Her eyes flickered, memories flashing across her face. Freya looked up at her mother, her voice weak. “Mom… stop please…”Lucas took a careful step
Love the president so much
Dianne held Freya tightly, the gun still pressed against her head. Freya sobbed, her tears streaming, her voice breaking as she whispered, “Mum…don’t do this.” “You….You’re crazy Dianne!” Lucas yelled, trying to get to her. “Put down your gun Lucas, or I’d shoot!” She yelled, and Lucas hesitated, but when he saw her eyes, he knew she wasn’t joking, so he lowered his gun. He knew he couldn’t rush her, one wrong move and Freya would be gone. He needed another way. Slowly, Lucas softened his voice, speaking not like a fighter but like a man reaching into Dianne’s heart. “Dianne,” he said quietly, “look at her. Look at your daughter, she’s terrified.” He said and Dianne sighed.“Freya told me when she was little, she used to run to you when she was scared. She trusted you to protect her and still does.” Dianne’s grip trembled slightly. Her eyes flickered, memories flashing across her face. Freya looked up at her mother, her voice weak. “Mom… stop please…”Lucas took a careful step
I’m going to the president
Lucas woke up the next morning with a wide smile stretching across his face. Part of it came from the tender memory of his moment with Freya the night before, but the other part was fueled by hope that the president and Dianne had finally been arrested. Surely, by now, it would be all over the news. He threw on his clothes quickly and hurried out, his heart pounding with anticipation. As he stepped into the living room, he found Daniel already there, sitting upright with a of excitement on his face. “Daniel!” Lucas blurted, his voice breathless. “Did you see the news yet? Tell me it’s true.” Daniel leaned forward, his eyes gleaming. “I was waiting for you. I wanted us to hear it together. It’s the biggest news of the day.” Lucas froze, his pulse racing. “So… what do you think?”Daniel’s lips curved into a triumphant smile. “I think after all the failed attempts, we’ve finally brought him down. The president is finished. And Dianne too.”Lucas sank into the chair opposite him,
Blaming himself
The hospital room was filled with reporters whispering to one another and filming whatever they could. The president sat upright on the bed, his face pale but composed. Beside him, Dianne winced, clutching her bandaged hands tightly against her chest. “Ow… it hurts so much,” she muttered, her voice trembling. She leaned back against the pillow, eyes squeezed shut as another wave of pain passed through her. The reporters leaned forward, microphones raised, eager to capture every word. One of them asked, “Mr. President, do you have anything to say about what happened?” The president took a deep breath, his voice steady but heavy. “I want to make it clear,” he began, pausing as the cameras zoomed in, “that those who tried to abduct me must be caught as soon as possible. Only then will our country feel safe again.” “Who do you think have the motive to harm you?” Another asked and the president sighed. “I’m a public servant and I know many people have eyes on me, people I know and
Searching for sign of life
Lucas lunged toward the door, his face twisted with frustration. But before he could reach it, Daniel stepped in front of him, his hand firm on the lock. “Move,” Lucas snapped, his voice sharp and trembling with anger. “Piss off, Daniel. I don’t want to hurt you. I don’t care about you or anyone else. My fight is with him…the president. Not you.” Daniel’s eyes narrowed, his stance unshaken. “Do you even hear yourself?” he said, his tone filled with disbelief. “You think storming out there will solve anything? You think you’ll even get close? The president’s bodyguards won’t hesitate. You’ll be shot down before you take two steps.” Lucas clenched his fists, his chest rising and falling like a storm trapped inside him. “I don’t care!” he shouted. “I don’t care what happens to me. I just want him to feel it. To know what he’s done.” Daniel shook his head, his voice rising now, cutting through Lucas’s rage. “That’s stupid, Lucas. You’re strong, yes, but strength doesn’t make you i
Twenty four hours punishment
Lucas stirred slowly, his eyelids heavy with tiredness. The faint murmur of voices reached his ears before his vision cleared. When he finally blinked, slowly opening his eyes, the first thing he saw was a circle of worried faces hovering around him. Freya and Daniel were closest, their expressions tense, while the rest of the group stood just behind them, watching with anxious eyes. The moment they realized he was awake, a collective sigh of relief swept through the room.“Lucas!” Freya gasped, rushing forward. She dropped to her knees beside him and grabbed his hand tightly, her fingers trembling. “You scared us half to death. Don’t ever do that again.”Lucas tried to sit up, but his body felt weak, drained of energy. He leaned back against the pillow, his chest rising and falling with shallow breaths. “What… what happened?” His voice was hoarse, almost a whisper.“You passed out,” Freya explained quickly, her eyes searching his face for any sign of pain. “One moment you were stand
A list of questions
Lucas woke up the next morning feeling a little weak, but he was already back on his feet. Though he was still a little bit tired, but he knew he couldn’t waste time. He stared at Freya who was still asleep, then he leaned down, and kissed her forehead gently, and whispered, “I’ll be back.” Then he quietly left to the living room.In the living room, Daniel was already waiting. As soon as he saw Lucas, his eyes widened. “Are you okay?” Daniel asked quickly, concern in his voice. Lucas nodded. “I’m fine. Just a bit tired, but I can manage.” Daniel studied him for a moment, then gave a small smile. “Good. I was worried.” Lucas sat down, straightening his back as he went straight to the point. “I need you to inform the men. Tell them I want to see all of them for a meeting. It’s important.” Daniel didn’t hesitate. “Right away.” He left the room quickly.Lucas leaned back for a moment, closing his eyes. He knew the men would have questions, and he needed to show strength even
Glad it was over
Lucas stood before the flashing cameras, the crowd of reporters pressing forward with microphones and recorders. Daniel had already published the contract that cleared Lucas of wrongdoing, but the press wanted answers directly from him.“Mr. Lucas,” one reporter shouted over the noise, “did you know the president was involved in the company when you acquired those shares?”Lucas shook his head firmly. “No, I didn’t. At the time, I only knew that the late Mr. Hector was running the company. I had no idea the president had any connection.”Another voice cut in quickly. “So you’re saying you were completely unaware of the president’s stake? Didn’t you think to investigate further before investing?”Lucas took a breath, steadying himself. “I did my due diligence. I reviewed the documents available, I spoke with Mr. Hector, and everything pointed to him being in charge. If there was another shareholder of that level, it wasn’t disclosed to me.”The reporters scribbled notes furiously. A th
Restoration
Lucas sat quietly in his room, the dim light from the small lamp casting glow across the room. He leaned back against the wall, his mind replaying the events of the day. Daniel stood near the door, his arms crossed, his face tense with worry. He finally broke the silence. “Lucas,” he said softly, “do you think the president will come after you for what you said? You went public with it.”Lucas turned his head. “No, Daniel. The president has always cared about his image more than anything else. He wants people to see him as perfectionist. If he presses charges or takes this to court, it will only draw more attention to what I’ve already said. He won’t risk that. He’ll pretend nothing happened, because protecting his reputation means more to him than punishing me.” Daniel let out a long breath, relief washing over him. His shoulders relaxed, and for the first time in days, a small smile appeared on his face. “I’m glad you said that. It means you’ll be free soon.” Lucas leaned b