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Dark Lord Seduction System: Taming Wives, Daughters, Aunts, and CEOs novel Chapter 857

Chapter 857: Charlotte Letting Go

Her face had gone pale, but her eyes were bright—dangerously bright.

"Do you understand what you’re describing?" Her voice was barely a whisper. "Nanotech construction isn’t just faster. It’s... it’s buildings that can repair themselves. Structures that adapt to stress in real-time. Materials stronger than anything that exists because they’re being assembled atom by atom."

She ran a hand through her hair, laughing once—helpless, exhilarated.

"Peter, this is decades ahead of anything anyone’s even theorizing. We’re talking science fiction that just became science fact."

"ARIA can handle it."

"That’s not—" Charlotte stopped. Laughed again, louder this time. "Of course she can. Of course she fucking can. Why am I even surprised anymore?"

Amanda raised her hand like she was in class. "I understood maybe thirty percent of that. Nanotech means tiny robots?"

"Microscopic machines," Charlotte explained, still looking dazed but grinning now. "Smaller than cells. They can manipulate matter at the atomic level. Build things from the ground up, molecule by molecule. It’s the difference between sculpting a statue with a chisel and... and growing it. Perfectly. Flawlessly."

"With nanotech integration," ARIA said, "the Three-month timeline becomes conservative. The towers won’t just be built—they’ll be optimized during construction. Every beam, every joint, every connection point engineered to theoretical perfection. When master comes back from Paris. They’ll be done."

Madison was watching me with an unreadable expression—half pride, half "you absolute madman." "You’ve been planning this."

"I’ve been thinking about it. ARIA makes it possible."

"Speaking of making things possible—" ARIA’s form flickered slightly as she accessed something deeper in the network. "All technology under our control will soon operate from a single primary server. The Omni-Eros Server."

Charlotte frowned. "The what now?"

"Omni-Eros," ARIA repeated, and there was the faintest hint of mischief in her voice. "The central hub for every system we run. Quantum Tech’s networks. The estate’s infrastructure. The towers once they’re complete. The bots. The Construction Drones. Everything connected, everything synchronized, everything running through one unified architecture."

Amanda snorted.

Then covered her mouth.

Then started laughing—full-bellied, head-thrown-back laughing.

"I’m sorry," she gasped between breaths. "I’m sorry, but—Omni-Eros? That’s the name?"

Madison’s lips were twitching. "It does sound a bit..."

"Cringe?" Charlotte offered, grinning now despite herself. "Incredibly, painfully cringe?"

"Don’t look at me," ARIA said, and there was genuine amusement in her voice as she turned toward me with exaggerated innocence. "Peter named it."

All three women turned to stare at me.

"It was a working title," I said defensively, already knowing I’d lost this battle.

"Omni-Eros," Amanda repeated slowly, savoring every syllable like it was the punchline to the best joke she’d heard in years. "Named after your name. Which you also named after yourself."

"There were thematic considerations—"

"He’s literally named his god-server after himself," Amanda wheezed, clutching her stomach. "I can’t. I actually can’t."

"The server predates my involvement," ARIA added helpfully, wings rustling with mock solemnity. "I simply inherited the name. Along with the blame, apparently. But I assure you—" she gestured at me with theatrical emphasis, "—all responsibility for the nomenclature rests entirely with Peter."

"Traitor," I muttered.

"I prefer ’honest.’"

Charlotte was laughing so hard she had to brace herself against her desk. Even Madison—my composed, regal queen—was shaking with suppressed giggles, one hand pressed to her mouth like she was trying (and failing) to maintain dignity.

I sighed. "Can we move on?"

"Absolutely not," Amanda said, wiping tears from her eyes. "This is the best day of my life. Omni-Eros. Gods. It’s like a bad superhero movie had a baby with corporate branding."

"It’s a perfectly functional name—"

"It’s adorable," Madison said, and somehow that was worse—her voice soft, teasing, eyes sparkling with pure delight.

ARIA let them have their fun for another minute—wings half-spread, expression serene—before smoothly redirecting.

"On a more practical note—the Omni-Eros Server will provide unprecedented integration. Real-time coordination between all construction elements. Predictive optimization. Instant communication across every system we control. The towers won’t just be buildings. They’ll be extensions of my awareness."

The laughter faded as the implications settled in.

"Living buildings," Charlotte said quietly, awe replacing amusement. "You’re describing living buildings."

"Responsive architecture. But yes—in a sense, alive."

We talked for another hour. Business strategy. Infrastructure migration. The future of Quantum Tech.

Charlotte leaned back in her chair, fingers steepled. "When the towers are complete," she said, pulling up schematics on her desk display—holographic blueprints spinning slowly like dark promises—"we should relocate Quantum Tech’s headquarters to Lincoln Heights. This building becomes a branch—West Coast operations, public-facing offices, the parts of the company that still need to play nice with traditional corporate infrastructure."

"And the real work happens in the towers," I finished.

"Exactly." She traced a finger along the tower silhouettes—sleek, impossible spires that looked more like weapons through the skies than buildings. "The projects we can’t let the public see yet. The ones that would make regulators shit themselves and competitors hire assassins."

Madison nodded slowly from her spot by the window, arms crossed, city lights painting her profile in gold and shadow. "Keep the public face clean and corporate. The real empire stays hidden until we’re ready to reveal it. Liberation Holdings, Quantum Tech, the towers—they all connect, but from the outside, they look like separate entities."

My quantum watch buzzed—soft vibration against my wrist. A message from Soo-Jin: Assignment complete.

"Interesting." Her voice carried genuine surprise—rare for her. "The ghost car just prepped itself. Engines activating, climate control adjusting, seats configuring—all without any command input."

"It shouldn’t be capable of autonomous action. The systems aren’t—" ARIA stopped. Tilted her head like she was listening to something only she could hear. "It’s waiting for them. At the parking structure elevator. As if it knew they were leaving."

"Haunted," Amanda said firmly. "I’m telling you. That car is haunted."

ARIA paused. "Fair point."

They swept out—Madison gave me one last look that said be careful without saying a word. The door clicked shut behind them.

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Chapter 857: Charlotte Letting Go 1

Madison was driving—hands steady on the wheel, posture regal even behind tinted glass. Amanda was in the passenger seat, gesturing emphatically about something—probably still on her "the car is possessed" rant.

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