Dark Lord Seduction System: Taming Wives, Daughters, Aunts, and CEOs novel Chapter 745

Chapter 745: Liberation Hotel & Restaurants

"After we closed on Élévation," she began, voice steady, "we uncovered five more restaurants. Larger targets. Each valued between ten and twenty million. All two-story buildings with serious expansion potential."

She swiped. Professional photos materialized: sleek dining rooms, some still operating, others shuttered but structurally sound.

"Two sit in absurdly prime LA real estate—locations that almost never hit the market—twenty million apiece. The remaining three range from ten to twelve. Slightly less central, but still high-traffic gold mines with demographics that make investors drool."

She met my eyes. "We bought them."

I absorbed that, eyebrows rising. "All five?"

"Every last one. Paperwork signed yesterday. Funds pending your final transfer approval, but legally they’re already ours."

Pride slammed into me, hot and fierce.

This had been Vivienne’s pitch from the start—her idea, born in late-night conversations where she’d laid out the vision with that quiet intensity I’d come to crave. She’d presented it to Madison and me long before we ever touched Élévation, the high-end French restaurant Amanda had originally flagged as a perfect entry point.

Amanda had been ready to pull the trigger, but then the Charlotte situation exploded, dragging her full-time into the savage corporate chess game of Quantum Tech’s expansion and defense.

They’d still closed on Élévation for Liberation Holdings. Amanda had signed the final papers, then promptly vanished into strategy sessions and hostile takeover countermeasures alongside Charlotte.

Madison had stepped in to fill the gap—not to usurp Amanda’s throne, never that—just to keep the momentum alive while Amanda waged war on bigger battlefields.

But Vivienne had taken command.

This was her project. Her empire. Her way of carving out something permanent in Liberation Holdings that went beyond the warmth of my bed or the marks I left on her skin. She wasn’t content to be another exquisite jewel in the collection; she wanted to forge the crown itself.

And her hunger had ignited the rest.

Amanda had been ready to pull the trigger, but then the Charlotte situation exploded, dragging her full-time into the savage corporate chess game of Quantum Tech’s expansion and defense.

They’d still closed on Élévation for Liberation Holdings. Amanda had signed the final papers, then promptly vanished into strategy sessions and hostile takeover countermeasures alongside Charlotte.

Madison had stepped in to fill the gap—not to usurp Amanda’s throne, never that—just to keep the momentum alive while Amanda waged war on bigger battlefields.

But Vivienne had taken command.

This was her project. Her empire. Her way of carving out something permanent in Liberation Holdings that went beyond the warmth of my bed or the marks I left on her skin. She wasn’t content to be another exquisite jewel in the collection; she wanted to forge the crown itself.

And her hunger had ignited the rest.

Celeste was pouring obsessive hours into her art gallery, turning it from passion project into a cultural force.

Sophia hunted investments with the cold precision of a sniper. Even the women without formal ventures yet—Isabella, Luna, Reyna—were devouring knowledge through the Eyelens at terrifying speed, stacking skills like ammunition for wars they hadn’t declared yet.

Vivienne had lit the fuse. Proved to every woman in our family that they could be more than beautiful ornaments in a powerful man’s harem. They could be partners. Builders. Creators of legacies that would outlast all of us.

"Show me," I said, voice low.

I read because I wanted to feel it—what they’d built while I’d been distracted by other conquests, what they were planning next, how this threaded into the larger empire we were weaving together.

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