Ultimate Tycoon: Building the Richest Empire with System and Heroines-Chapter 43: Fiance???

A sleek silver sports car cruised through the heart of the city. Inside sat a man, young and dangerously handsome,sharp jawline, icy blue eyes hidden behind designer shades, and a smirk that didn’t know the meaning of consequences.

The music blasting from the speakers was bold and wild.

I will fuck every hole

Every goal has a hole, and I’m scoring them all tonight...........

He tapped lazily on his phone with one hand, flipping through a gallery of gorgeous women. One after another, flawless faces filled his screen.

"Tch. This city better be as fun as it looks," he muttered.

Suddenly—

CRASH!

The sports car jolted as another vehicle tapped its rear bumper.

His brows twitched.

"The hell?"

He stepped out of the car, frustration bubbling,only to stop in his tracks.

From the car behind him, three stunning women stepped out. All in heels, all in tight dresses, all looking like they walked straight out of a billionaire’s fantasy.

"Sorry!" one of them said, wincing.

His irritation evaporated instantly.

His eyes gleamed, lips curling. "Wow. I just arrived in this city, it is clearly treating me greatly."

He took a slow, appreciative look at them, licking his lips.

"I’d let women like you crash into me every day of the week," he said, voice smooth like velvet. "Besides, it’s just a scratch. This car’s not nearly as valuable as a beautiful apology."

One of the ladies giggled, walking closer. "You’re not just good-looking. You’re a charming talker too."

He thought to himself, Money and looks. That’s all you need. The world flocks to you like moths to flame.

With an easy grin, he asked, "How about this? Since I’m new in town... why don’t you gorgeous girls give me a tour? Show me what this city’s really about."

The three exchanged looks and laughed. "We’d be delighted." frёewebnoѵēl.com

Next Morning

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He woke up sprawled across a massive hotel bed. Silk sheets tangled around him. The room smelled of perfume and expensive wine.

Three women lay beside him—naked, asleep, and completely drained.

He stretched, a smug grin on his face. "Damn... these women are wilder than I thought."

Sliding his phone off the nightstand, he unlocked it with a thumbprint and pulled up a photo.

A single image stared back at him.

Natalie Hayes.

Her serious eyes. Her perfect lips. Her black mid length hair. She looked nothing like the women around him, she was more elegant, more untouchable... and far more beautiful..

His voice dropped to a low murmur. "Time to meet my fiancée... or should I say, my treasure?"

His smile turned predatory.

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Ethan wandered through the Hayes family mansion, curious if there was any secret underground base or mafia-style hideout beneath. His search eventually led him to the vast garden or more accurately, a massive backyard the size of a training field.

What he saw stopped him in his tracks.

The entire Hayes family was there.

Clarissa,the muscle mommy was sparring with guards. None lasted more than a minute before being effortlessly thrown to the ground.

"Yep," Ethan thought. "Muscle mommy confirmed."

Damian was jogging steady laps around the perimeter, sweat glistening on his brow. Alistair Hayes, ever the composed patriarch, sat beneath a shaded umbrella sipping juice like a mafia boss on vacation.

Off to one side, Mina struggled adorably to lift a dumbbell, cheeks puffed with effort while munching on fruit in between.

And Natalie?

Natalie had just torn through her tenth punching bag.

"Note to self," Ethan thought. "Her punches have actual kill potential."

He glanced at his own arm. Though the system said he could rest, he felt strangely idle standing around while everyone else trained.

"I’ll just try a little," he muttered.

He dropped into position for a kneeling one-hand push-up.

Alistair noticed. "Did you sleep well, Ethan?" he called out warmly.

"Yes, sir."

"Come, sit with me," Alistair offered.

Ethan smiled politely. "I’ll take a walk first."

Mina saw him and Natalie, her smile turned mischievous again like she already planned something. " Time for the second part," Mina said.

He got into position again. Just as he started—

"Big bro~!"

Mina’s voice rang out. Ethan turned his head too late. She jumped onto his back, clutching a small dumbbell.

"Oof—!"

Her weight, combined with his half-healed state, toppled him forward. The dumbbell she held, she intentionally threw into the air.

Ethan’s eyes widened.

"Mina! Watch out—!"

But Mina was already in motion. She looked toward Natalie and shouted, "Big sis!" with the most innocent voice imaginable.

Natalie’s gaze darted up just in time to see the dumbbell fall toward Mina. Without thinking, she dashed forward to shield her little sister.

But... on the path?

A banana peel.

Mina’s banana peel. She already planned everything.

Natalie stepped on it, slipped, and—

BOOM!

Landed directly on Ethan.

Ethan winced.

He screamed inside. Bless you Mina.

Mina rolled off to the side with perfect timing.

Ethan blinked. Natalie was sprawled across his chest. His arm had automatically wrapped around her back, he did it intentionally

"Just as I expected, she is too soft."

His brain briefly lagged.

Meanwhile, Natalie blinked in surprise, then realized their position. Her face immediately turned red.

Before she could speak, the dumbbell landed near her head with a soft thud.

Natalie picked it up. Rubber.

"Wait a minute..." she muttered. "This is one of Mina’s toy dumbbells..."

She looked toward Mina, who was trying and failing to hide her proud smirk.

"Mina... YOU PLANNED THIS AGAIN!"

Mina stuck her tongue out.

The entire family, having witnessed the chaos, broke into light laughter.

Clarissa facepalmed. "This girl will never stop."

Natalie turned her attention back to Ethan, who was still lying on the ground, expression unreadable.

She knelt down. "Are you okay? Did I hurt you?"

Ethan smiled up at her. "Who wouldn’t feel fine if someone beautiful like you came flying in to save the day?"

Natalie’s cheeks flushed deeper. "Y-You’re definitely okay. Now can you let go of me?"

Ethan glanced down and played dumb, pretending he hadn’t realized he was still holding her.

"Ah,my bad, I didn’t know I was holding you" he said and quickly let go.

Natalie narrowed her eyes.

They both stood, brushing themselves off.

Just then, a guard rushed into the garden, slightly out of breath.

"Sir! There’s a man at the front gate... he says he’s Madam Natalie’s fiance."

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