All Chapters of The Return of the French Tycoon: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Days had passed since Duncan had begun his direct attack on the Empire, seeking to undermine its foundations. However, as he contemplated Rosalie’s last maneuvers, he was surprised. Sitting in his office, his eyes fixed on the computer screen, he watched the scene of another investor she had won for Empire. A twinge of admiration mixed with frustration echoed in his thoughts. With each new alliance Rosalie established, a complex web of emotions formed in her mind. While the pressure he had applied was still punishing the company, her relentless determination to seek new investors was undeniably impressive. His lips pressed in a tense line, a silent testimony of recognition to this force that he knew existed in her. The computer screen was a portal to a reality that Duncan had contributed to creating, a battle of strategies that unfolded before his eyes. Although those new investors could not immediately pull Empire out of the crisis he had instigated, they represented a sign of resi

With his heart pounding with a furious mixture of fear and anger, Duncan hung up the phone with a sudden movement, putting it back on the hook with a thud. His clenched fingers formed tight fists, his nails digging into the palm of his hands. He could feel the heat of anger burning in his veins, threatening to consume him from within. Every thought was focused on the safety of his children, a relentless determination that drove him to act.Without wasting time, Duncan summoned his men with a palpable urgency. Every second counted, and he could not allow more time to be wasted. With decided steps, he crossed the room and left, heading to the car that was waiting for him. Every kilometer of the trip to the mansion was a torture of expectation and impatience.As he approached the residence, the scene that unfolded before him was a mixture of chaos and authority. The street was surrounded by police cars, flashing light signals cutting through the darkness. The neighbors, alerted by the so

Duncan sent his children to a completely protected house, with an advanced security system and a contingent of armed men to ensure their safety. As he looked at their faces, he approached them, feeling a mixture of relief and sadness as he temporarily said goodbye.He walked towards the door, ready to face the dangerous mission of rescuing Rosalie. However, before he could cross it, Duncan heard hurried steps in the corridor behind him. He turned quickly and saw his daughter running towards him.Before he could say anything, Angelika threw herself into his arms, her words whispered in her ear charged with a deep emotion. " I know you’re my father. Somehow, I know you are. Please do everything you can to bring my mother back."Tears accumulated in Angelika’s eyes as she held Duncan’s jacket tightly. The despair and uncertainty of the moment enveloped her, making her feel small and vulnerable in a dangerous and unpredictable world.She walked away a little, just enough to look into Dun

When Duncan heard that, his heart pounded, echoing in his chest like a frantic drum. Each beat was a mixture of mistrust and despair, an orchestra of emotions that left him in a state of intense agitation. Was Louie lying just to preserve her own life? Duncan wondered, his eyes fixed on Louie’s bruised face, looking for any sign of deception. It was more than clear to Duncan that Louie was a master of the art of manipulation, a bloody liar by nature. However, at that time, he found himself at a crossroads, where trust became a high-value currency.The truth was, at the time, Duncan didn’t have much choice but to consider Louie’s words. The fate of Rosalie, the woman he loved, hung by a thread. The uncertainty of what would happen next hung in the air like an impending storm, and Duncan found himself compelled to navigate these treacherous waters with caution. The prospect of trusting Louie, even reluctantly, became a distressing dilemma that would torment him as he decided which way t

Louie and Victor, with minds sharpened by urgency, had meticulously planned every detail of their escape from the Valois mansion. They were aware that the threat of Rosalie and her henchmen was real, and were determined to escape their mortal reach.As they approached the gates of the mansion, hearts racing, the two men were surprised by the sudden appearance of a group of armed men. The hostility in the eyes of these men was unmistakable: they were sent by Duncan, the man who, according to Louie, had been reborn and now relentlessly persecuted them.The tension in the air was palpable when Duncan’s henchmen blocked Louie and Victor’s path. It was a critical moment, an inevitable confrontation that would test their cunning and courage. Victor, keeping calm under pressure, acted quickly and decisively.— Quick, Louie! Follow me! - he whispered, his eyes focused on the narrow tunnel leading to a secret passage long known only to him and a handful of reliable employees.Louie followed Vi