The Tyrant Billionaire-Chapter 641 It Beats Only for You

Even though he had many girlfriends,

Some might call him a playboy, but Hepburn felt nothing but joy at this moment.

And that was enough.

A few days ago, Hepburn's mother had come to Italy to visit her. Now that Hepburn was earning well, she could afford to support her once-aristocratic mother's travels.

Regarding the rumors about her daughter dating Hardy, the baroness simply caressed Hepburn's face and said, "As long as you feel happy, that's all that matters. For a woman, an unhappy marriage won't bring joy, no matter who you marry."

In the hotel room, Hepburn sat in Hardy's lap. Despite her tall stature, she felt small and delicate in his embrace.

She was so slender that sitting on his lap barely added any weight.

Her chest was the smallest among all of Hardy's women,

But it didn't detract from her perfection in the slightest.

As their kiss ended, leaving Hepburn slightly breathless, she rested her head against Hardy's chest, listening to the strong, steady beat of his heart.

The two stayed like that, quietly enjoying the moment.

No words were necessary.

Hepburn loved the serene intimacy of moments like this.

"Your heartbeat is so strong," she whispered. "It's like the pounding of a drum—thump, thump, thump."

"It beats only for you," Hardy said.

Hepburn chuckled softly. "Doesn't it beat for the other girls too?"

"In this moment, it's only for you. That's why I cherish every moment we spend together," Hardy replied shamelessly.

If one doesn't feel shameless about their words, even the most audacious statements can be delivered with confidence.

Of course, You also need Hardy's kind of leverage to pull it off.

"Do you think people will like this movie?" Hepburn asked, her concern evident.

It was clear that this film was a romantic drama—a genre that typically didn't perform exceptionally well at the box office. Without the excitement of dramatic conflict, audiences sometimes weren't willing to buy in.

"Don't worry, people will love it. I can guarantee it. You have to trust my instincts," Hardy reassured her.

"I've asked my friends, and it seems like people nowadays prefer the full-figured, glamorous type like Monroe," Hepburn said.

Hardy shook his head with a smile. "Tastes are diverse. Some people love Monroe's sensual allure, while others appreciate purity and elegance. As long as something reaches perfection, it's beautiful."

The distance between the two was only a few inches.

Hepburn's large eyes locked onto Hardy's.

"Hardy, you always know how to sweet-talk," Hepburn said.

Whether his words were true or not didn't matter; the girl loved hearing them.

"Not just sweet-talk, I'm good at kissing too," Hardy joked as he leaned in. Hepburn gently closed her eyes, her graceful neck tilting upward ever so slightly.

But Hardy didn't push further. Hepburn was like a delicate, curious fawn—timid yet eager. He wanted her to slowly savor the feeling of being in love.

...

After spending just a day in Italy, Hardy boarded his private jet and flew to Japan.

Upon his arrival at his residence in Japan, Shigeru Yoshida rushed over to visit with several cabinet ministers in tow.

"Special Envoy Hardy, the recent stock crash of Hans Pharmaceuticals in the U.S. has had severe repercussions in Japan. Hundreds have already committed suicide, and crowds of investors are gathering in front of those financial companies' offices," Yoshida reported.

"Many people mortgaged their homes, land, and antiques to invest. A failure like this could leave them destitute."

"We suspect these financial companies might be involved in fraud and request your assistance in investigating," Yoshida pleaded.

Hardy nodded lightly. "Very well, I'll have people look into it. If they truly colluded in fraudulent activities, their misconduct will inevitably come to light."

With that assurance, Yoshida and the Minister of Economy took their leave.

After they left, John Wick, Hardy's intelligence chief in Japan, came to brief him. Recently, Japan had experienced severe social unrest, with daily suicides by individuals who had failed in their investments.

The affected families numbered in the tens of thousands.

If this situation wasn't handled properly, more people would end their lives, and Japan's economy would take a massive hit, undoing the years of painstaking recovery efforts.

John Wick's report only described Japan's situation. As for the real masterminds behind those financial investment companies, even he didn't know.

The only ones who knew the whole story were Hardy, Andy, and Henry. Every instruction was delivered through a single line of command, layer by layer.

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Even the executives of those financial companies were unaware that Hardy was their ultimate boss.

...

A week later, the investigation concluded.

Japan's largest newspaper,Asahi Shimbun, published the results: The operations of the implicated financial investment companies were entirely compliant with regulations. The stock crash was an unfortunate, isolated incident—merely a case of investment failure, with no evidence of fraud.

The Prime Minister issued a statement urging citizens to exercise caution in future investments, emphasizing the inherent risks to avoid significant personal losses.

And that was that.

The financial companies operations were fully compliant and legal, leaving no grounds for action against them.

In later years, stock market manipulations and schemes would become commonplace, but they often ended with minor fines or warnings. The massive losses suffered by investors—hundreds of millions—were simply written off.

Investment carries risks, and gains or losses are the investor's responsibility. It's all in the contract.

After the news broke,

The rooftops were crowded with people looking to end their lives. Some even had to queue up because there weren't as many tall buildings as there would be in later decades, making good spots hard to find.

If a building was too short, the fall wouldn't be fatal—just disabling, which was even more tragic.

In the following days, Japan's suicide rate skyrocketed, with hundreds taking their lives daily. This continued for two whole weeks before finally slowing down.

The government was powerless, resorting to increasing the number of corpse collectors to handle the bodies.

Japan was filled with the sound of weeping.

Initially, Japan's economy had shown promising signs of recovery, but this investment fiasco shattered the fragile confidence the people had just begun to rebuild. Many were left despondent, as if they'd lost a loved one.

Watching the news, Hardy shook his head with feigned compassion.

"They can't even handle this little setback. Weak mentality," he remarked. Experience tales at novelbuddy

Oh, right. The mortgage terms for their investments were two years, all arranged through Wells Fargo. Hardy instructed the bank to monitor the situation closely and foreclose on the collateral—whether antiques, gold, houses, or land—when the time came.

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AN:Today's release ends here. I'm not sure if I made up for all the missed chapters—hopefully, I did. If I didn't, I trust you guys will forgive me. :) I also apologize for not releasing on time; I had a hard time dealing with some unplanned stuff. Life is like that—it sometimes throws challenges at you, and you have to overcome them. Fortunately, things didn't go too badly for me, and I wish you the best of luck dealing with your own upcoming challenges.

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