Bitcoin Billionaire: I Regressed to Invest in the First Bitcoin!-Chapter 66: Helios Dome

Arriving at Meravaurd Avenue, Los Alverez, Darren stepped out of the car, lifting his gaze to the large dome-like structure before him.

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It was a bright afternoon and the sky was painted in hues of bright blue and white, evidence of daylight clinging to the horizon.

The glass dome scraper stood like a monolith, it was not very far from the hotel, and also not far from another property Darren had been considering.

More importantly, it was in Meravaurd Avenue, one of the most expensive business districts in the city.

It was called The Helios Dome.

A sleek masterpiece of modern architecture, its glass façade gleamed under the setting sun, reflecting the cityscape like a distorted dream.

Unlike the other corporate towers around it —built with sharp, imposing edges — The Helios Tower had an almost fluid design, curved to create a dome like design.

Because of this, it spiraled slightly as one ascended, giving the illusion of movement. It wasn't tall, but the glass was completely reflective, avoiding others from peering through, and the roof made it almost appear to be a stadium.

Rachel stepped beside him, her gaze locked on the structure. She didn't speak for a long moment, merely studying it, as if confirming something in her mind.

Then, in a voice smooth and calculated, she said,

"The Helios Tower. The pride of the Los Alverez Skyline Project. Originally commissioned a decade ago, but the original investors backed out due to financial instability. The city took it over, and after several hands, it was finally completed two years ago. State-of-the-art facilities, high-speed elevators, reinforced glass panels to withstand earthquakes and hurricanes. The cost?"

She turned to him, her sharp eyes gleaming. "More than a hundred million dollars. That's just the base price. Renovations? Additional millions. Darren, are you really intending on buying it?"

Darren didn't react to the price. He simply tucked his hands into his coat pockets. "Yes."

Rachel exhaled, almost in disbelief. "It's an empire disguised as a building, Darren." Her voice was steady, but there was something in it— curiosity, admiration.

The seller, a short man with a greying beard and an expensive suit, approached them with a tight-lipped smile. His name was Mr. Graham of the top real estate brokers in the district.

"Mr. Steele," he greeted, offering a hand. Darren shook it briefly.

"And Miss…?" The seller turned to Rachel.

Rachel gave a sharp gaze. "Not Miss. I'm Rachel Teschmacher."

"She's my secretary," Darren explained.

"Ah," Mr. Holloway chuckled, his gaze flickering to Darren. "A young man like you, purchasing one of the most expensive commercial properties in Los Alverez? Impressive. I must admit, when I first saw your offer, I assumed there was a mistake. Usually, men in your… position tend to lease first."

Rachel's entire demeanor shifted.

Her head tilted slightly, her expression instantly turning to ice, then she spoke with a gentle voice that sent a chill through the air.

"I'm sorry, men in his position?" she repeated. "Are you being condescending to my boss, Mr. Graham?"

The seller hesitated, taken aback. "I simply meant— Mr. Steele looks quite young. The Helios Dome is not just an expensive property; it's a high-risk investment. It's rare for someone his age to make such a move without financial backers."

Rachel's gaze darkened, but she didn't raise her voice. "If youth is an issue, Mr. Graham, then perhaps I should remind you that the Zurich Firm, one of the leading financial conglomerates in this district, is run by a CEO two years younger than Mr. Steele. Perhaps you'd like to tell them their 'position' is inadequate too?"

Mr. Graham stiffened, his smile faltering. "I—of course not, Miss Teschmacher."

Darren, watching the exchange, was mildly surprised.

This side of her— this ruthless precision, this cold, commanding presence— was what most people were used to. Yet, after seeing her vulnerable and uncertain just a few hours ago, the contrast was almost startling.

She didn't merely defend him. She annihilated the slightest doubt.

For the first time in a long time, someone stood in front of him, not behind him.

He sighed, although ecstatic. "It's fine, Rachel. I'm sure Mr. Graham meant no disrespect." His eyes darkened at the man. "Right?"

Mr. Graham chuckled nervously. "Yes. I meant no harm at all."

He cleared his throat and gestured toward the building. "Shall we proceed inside?"

Darren didn't respond immediately. His gaze flicked to Rachel. He raised a brow at her and she nodded. Together, they walked into the building.

The grand lobby was immaculate— black marble floors, floor-to-ceiling windows that bathed the space in golden light, and an open-concept design that made everything feel vast. A glass elevator at the center led directly to the upper floors.

Rachel took in every detail, her mind working like a machine.

"The foundation is strong," she noted. "But the interior evidently needs work. The office spaces above are standard layouts, but I'd suggest restructuring the upper floors to accommodate executive offices. If you want a boardroom, the west wing's panoramic view would be ideal."

Mr. Graham blinked, caught off guard by her knowledge. "You… seem quite familiar with the property."

Rachel didn't even glance at him. "I don't know if you're underestimating me, Mr. Graham. I know every valuable property in this state. My only duty here is making sure my boss's money is well spent."

Darren smirked slightly. Gosh, he was loving her already. She impressed him so much.

He hadn't told her a thing about the building before arriving. So it was clear she already knew everything about this place. She was telling the truth.

How could someone know every single valuable property in the state offhand?

Rachel Teschmacher. A sharp mind. Stern. Unshakable. Intelligent.

Darren liked that. He also liked that he didn't have to do a lot of work now. Not with her, he only had to worry about the money needed for investments, Rachel could deal with inspecting physical properties and assets just like this.

After a full, detailed inspection was done as demanded by Rachel, they proceeded with negotiations. Mr. Graham presented the financial breakdown, but Rachel was unyielding.

"Twenty percent of these costs are unnecessary," she pointed out, her tone never rising but cutting through the air like a scalpel. "Reassess your estimates. The security system upgrades don't need outsourcing; we can hire an internal firm for half the price."

"And this," she motioned to a particular clause in the contract, "is a ridiculous maintenance fee. Either we renegotiate this, or we take our business elsewhere."

The seller, now visibly rattled, nodded quickly. "Of course, of course. I'll have my team make the adjustments."

In the end, Rachel had managed to bring the cost down to $82 million dollars. However, it didn't exactly matter what the price was, Darren only had $30+ million to his name.

But he also did have ┏80% Discount on Next Major Purchase┛

He activated the reward and Mr. Graham frowned at the computer before him, then chuckled. "Whooo hoo hoo! Seems you're a very lucky man or today's just your lucky day! This property has been lowered to an 80% Discount by the government!"

Darren smirked inwardly. "Good. I would have paid either way."

The contract signing was done, many other long processes were complete and soon evening began to encroach.

They finalized the deal at last, led by Rachel's words and guidance. And rather than his mother, the Helios Dome was now the first property signed under Darren Steele's name.

As they prepared to leave, Darren addressed the constructors. "I want renovations to begin immediately. Also, a D sign to the top of the building. I want it visible from every direction."

The team nodded in acknowledgment.

Darren and Rachel got into his car, and he leaned back and let out a deep breath.

Rachel still appeared serious, arranging files.

Darren turned, watching her. "You know, Rachel? I think we're a match made in heaven."

Even though she had spent the last hour as a cold, intimidating force, Rachel's face suddenly melted under his gaze.

The steel in her expression softened.

A small smile, genuine and warm, graced her lips. "I think so too."

She stared at him, as he turned on the engine and drove off.

Ding!

┏Company building successfully secured.┛

The plans for the company were perfectly falling into place.