All Chapters of The New Tycoon Conquers Every Business: Chapter 11
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Chapter 11: The Rapid Ascent (3)
Marcus made a list. Not a mental one, but an actual spreadsheet on his new laptop, breaking down the $76,503 into strategic categories. The system's new abilities: enhanced business intuition, negotiation mastery and risk assessment were active in his mind like additional processors coming online.He could feel the difference. Decisions that would have paralyzed him last week now came with clarity, with confidence backed by knowledge he shouldn't possess but did.SPENDING PLAN - THURSDAY:- Restaurant equipment upgrades: $25,000- Vehicle down payment/commitment: $30,000- Professional services (accountant, financial advisor): $8,000- Business licenses and permits: $3,000- Marketing and branding consultation: $5,000- Emergency fund allocation: $5,503By 9 AM, Marcus was at Morrison's Soul Food with a restaurant equipment catalog and a mission."You're here early again," R
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Chapter 12: As Equals
The Metropolitan Club occupied the top floors of one of Chicago's oldest skyscrapers. The elevator required a key card to access, which the maitre d' provided after confirming Marcus's reservation. As he ascended, Marcus reviewed everything he knew about Richard Hastings, everything he'd learned about power dynamics and negotiation. This wasn't dinner. This was an audition. The elevator doors opened onto a world of old money and older power. Crystal chandeliers, mahogany paneling, oil paintings of dead robber barons. Men in suits that cost more than cars, women in jewelry that cost more than houses. And in the center of it all, at a corner table with views of the city lights, sat Richard Hastings. Derek was beside him, looking furious. Marcus walked across the dining room, feeling every eye track his movement. The poor kid from the South Side, walking into the inner sanctum like he belonged there. Richard stood as Marcus approached, extending his hand. "Marcus. Punctual
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Chapter 13: Friday's Reckoning
The notification came at 6:47 AM, punctual as death and taxes.>>Deposit received: $229,508.19 from LIMITLESS SYSTEM.>>Current balance: $229,508.46.Marcus stared at the number, his mind struggling to process it. Two hundred twenty-nine thousand dollars. More money than his parents had earned combined in their entire lives. Sitting in his account, real and spendable and absolutely terrifying.The system interface materialized:[CONGRATULATIONS: QUARTER-MILLION THRESHOLD][TIER 2 ADVANCEMENT: 67% COMPLETE][TODAY'S OBLIGATIONS:]- VOSS PAYMENT: $20,000 (10:00 AM)- VEHICLE PURCHASE COMPLETION: $95,000 (11:00 AM)- MORRISON INVESTMENT FINAL: $6,000 (12:00 PM)- TOTAL: $121,000[PROJECTED REMAINING BALANCE: $108,508.46][WARNING: RICHARD HASTINGS RESPONSE UNPREDICTABLE]Last Updated : 2025-11-07Read more
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Chapter 14: The Empire's Foundation
Morrison's Soul Food was packed for lunch service when Marcus arrived. He'd parked the Porsche three blocks away—driving it into this neighborhood felt like parading wealth in front of people who had nothing, and it made his stomach turn.Inside, Robert was working the kitchen with a speed and grace that betrayed his decades of experience. He looked up when Marcus entered through the back door and grinned."The new equipment arrived this morning. Marcus, it's beautiful. Professional-grade everything. My line cooks almost cried.""Good investment?""Best investment. Come here, let me show you."They toured the upgraded kitchen—gleaming stainless steel, equipment that hummed efficiently instead of clanking desperately, prep stations organized with the precision of a surgical theater. The staff worked faster, smoother, with smiles instead of frustration."This changes everything," Robert said. "We can handle twice the volume now. Maybe start thinking about catering, private events, expan
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Chapter 15: System Failure
Marcus stared at his phone screen, refreshing the banking app over and over. The notification remained unchanged:Deposit received: $0.00 from LIMITLESS SYSTEM.His hands were shaking. This couldn’t be happening. Not now. Not when he had a mysterious meeting in eight hours that could determine his entire future.The system interface appeared, but it flickered—unstable, glitching like a corrupted file:[SYSTEM... ERROR...][TIER 2... MALFUNCTION...][REBATE... PROTOCOL... FAILURE...][CAUSE: UNKNOWN...][ATTEMPTING... DIAGNOSTIC...]The blue text stuttered and died, leaving Marcus alone in the predawn darkness with a bank balance of $108,508.46 and the sickening realization that his safety net had just disappeared.Marcus sat up, his breathing shallow. Think. There had to be an explanation. The system had been perfect for two weeks—clockwork deposits, exponential growth, flaw
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Chapter 16: The Limitless Consortium
Marcus’s world tilted. The Limitless Consortium. They gave him the system. Which meant they could take it away.“I can see you’re confused,” Catherine Morrison said, her voice clinical and precise. “Let me clarify. The Limitless System is not magic, Mr. Sylvester. It’s technology—advanced financial manipulation powered by quantum probability engines and reality-adjacent processing. We created it. We distribute it. And we monitor every user.”“Why?” Marcus’s voice came out hoarse. “Why me?”“Because you were identified as a candidate with potential. Our algorithm scans for individuals meeting specific criteria: desperate circumstances, strong motivation, ethical foundation, and most importantly—the psychological capacity to handle sudden wealth without complete moral collapse.” She gestured around the table. “Everyone here is a system user. Or was, at various points.”Marcus looked at each person. Richard Hastings, who’d built a billion-dol
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Chapter 17: The Fourth Option
Navy Pier at night was a different world—neon lights reflected in dark water, the Ferris wheel spinning against the sky like a promise or a threat. Marcus walked toward the north entrance, his hands shoved in his coat pockets, every nerve alert for danger.The system remained dormant, offering no guidance. He was on his own.A figure emerged from the shadows—a woman in her forties, dressed in dark clothes, her face partially hidden by a hood. As she stepped into the light, Marcus recognized her: the receptionist from the Civic Opera Building, the one who'd directed him to the conference room."Mr. Sylvester. Thank you for coming.""You're from the Consortium.""I was. Not anymore." She looked around nervously. "We don't have much time. They'll notice I'm gone soon. My name is Sarah Chen—no relation to your ex-girlfriend, unfortunately. I was the Consortium's systems administrator until three weeks ago when I discovered something they don't want users to know.""What?""The systems are
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Chapter 18: The truth Seekers
Marcus met James Park at a diner on the South Side—the kind of place where cops ate breakfast and nobody asked questions. James was already in a booth when Marcus arrived, nursing black coffee and looking tired."You came," James said. "Smart. Or desperate. Hard to tell which.""Probably both." Marcus slid into the booth across from him. "You said you survived the jailbreak. Prove it."James pulled up his sleeve, revealing his forearm. There was a scar there—thin, surgical, precise. "The jailbreak process leaves a mark. Physical evidence of breaking free from their control. Every freed user has one. It's how we recognize each other.""Sarah Chen didn't mention that.""Sarah has her own agenda. She's not wrong about the Consortium being dangerous, but she's not entirely forthcoming either." James flagged down a waitress, ordered more coffee. "What do you want to know?""Everything. Start with who you really are.""Fair. James Park isn't my real name—it's what I took after the jailbreak
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