Bitcoin Billionaire: I Regressed to Invest in the First Bitcoin!-Chapter 184: Restore the Heir

Darren felt guilty, uncontrollably so. He remembered telling Grant that he was not helping him from the goodness of his heart, but because he wanted something in return.

Could it be that was what Grant was thinking now? That Darren had abandoned him because there was nothing to gain in such a business war?

He had barely slept that night, and had done a deep study on Gillian Henderson, including a Personal Insight Protocol that gave these results:

┏Personal Insight Protocol is complete┛

┏Information on subject is as follows┛

┏Full Name: Gillian Arcturus Henderson

Age: 29

Occupation: Executive Director, Franchise Casinos & Hotels; Executor of Golden Hay Casino Division

Education: Eirenhall Academy of International Business; Henderson Private Institute (Valedictorian)

Awards: Empire Rising Strategist Medal (2008), EISA Boardroom Vanguard Honor (2010), 30 Titans Under 30 (2010)

Known Associates: Donald Henderson (father), Charles Wynne (counsel), Ryan Anders (strategic ally)

Disposition: Calculated, unemotional, legacy-driven

Psychological Flag: Exhibits low emotional resonance; high adaptability under duress

Current Location: Golden Hay HQ, Arligent Square, Floor 34

Legal Status: No public liabilities; active proxy on 17 internal boards

System Flag: "This subject is a silent architect of takeover. Proceed with absolute precision."┛

After, he had called Rachel, when he was certain, he was coming to some sort of a plan.

"Rachel, get me the statement logs from Golden Hay's press office. I want to see who signed that announcement about Grant stepping back."

"I will send it to your inbox," came her prompt reply.

Once Darren got it, he opened the file, his eyes scanning the document until they landed on the signer's name: Gillian Henderson.

The confirmation was as expected as it was infuriating, a signature that tied the threads of this conspiracy together.

Just then, a soft ping broke the silence, and a system notification flashed across his screen:

┏You have unlocked Special System Quests!┛

┏First Special Quest Unlocked: Restore the Heir.┛

┏Objective: Investigate and dismantle the hostile seizure of Grant Hayes's executive rights, rescue the heir and return him to his seat.┛

┏Reward: Passive Skill — Monopoly on the Law of Business (Tilts a judge on your favor for every law case regardless of the perceived crime).┛

Darren stared at the screen for a long moment.

He didn't want to save Grant for personal gain, but given that he already was going to, that was an extremely valuable reward.

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War room action began.

This time, Darren was fully focused on the goal, not letting the emotion or frustration get to him.

Around the table sat Amelia, Rachel, and Vance, their faces illuminated by the soft glow of computers and scattered files, each marked by a weary focus that spoke of hours spent wrestling with the unraveling threads of Golden Hay's machinations.

Daisy was standing, mapping something out on the board.

Darren stood at the head of the table, his gaze sweeping over the data with a calm resolve. "They have managed to get Grant off the board, we have to accept that," he began. "Now we deal with it."

The words were not a lament but a directive, a call to action that set the tone for the battle ahead.

Daisy tapped her map she drew. "I've initiated discreet contact with three shareholders in the B-tier pool," she explained. "They hold small stakes, individually insignificant, but if we can align them, their combined influence could sway committee votes in our favor."

Vance leaned forward, his brow furrowing as he studied the data. "These are Golden Hay assets?" he asked, seeking clarity in the labyrinth of corporate maneuvering.

Daisy nodded, her eyes returning to the board. "Registered to shell LLCs out of Los Alverez, even Calivernia as a whole. I traced two of them to boutique hotels and estate trusts— entities with managers who can be persuaded, provided we approach them carefully."

"Legally," Darren interjected, not lifting his gaze. "We're not slinging mud. Not yet."

He had to remind them that they should stay legal no matter how ruthless they planned to be. So it would come to bite them in the ass.

Amelia turned the next page of a website on her computer. "You might want to see this," she said, flicking the data to the center display with a gesture. A complex financial spiderweb materialized, showing multiple transactions.

"At least $70 million has moved from a dormant offshore account tied to Franchise Casinos Holdings, funneled directly into a fund bolstering Golden Hay's legal war chest." She met Darren's gaze, her voice heavy with implication. "Donald Henderson's money is fueling this power grab."

Darren's eyes narrowed, a flicker of insight passing through them. "Correction," he said, his voice low, almost introspective. "Gillian is."

"This was never just about control. It's about succession. Gillian's finishing a transfer that was already set in motion, a plan laid long before we saw the board shift."

Vance leaned forward, his analytical mind already probing for weaknesses. "We could challenge the transaction chain," he suggested. "File a motion on franchise conflict, argue the transfers violate fiduciary duty."

Darren shook his head. "They'll bury us in filings until the casino transfer finalizes. A challenge won't be enough. We need leverage— something they can't counter with paperwork or delays."

Rachel hesitated, her fingers hovering over her laptop as she weighed her next words. "There's someone who might have that," she said at last.

"A name surfaced during the Sinclair probe— a man who used to be Donald Henderson's financial fixer, an ex-asset mover who orchestrated some of his most sensitive deals. He was cut off five years ago after a failed sweep in East Caligo."

"Name?" Darren asked.

"Cale Donovan," Rachel replied. "He vanished after Donald purged half his inner circle. Rumor has it he's in Nevarro now, living a quiet life but strapped for cash. He might be willing to sell what he knows."

Vance's frown deepened, skeptical. "You want to make a deal with a ghost? A man like that could be more trouble than he's worth."

Darren's gaze was unwavering. He thought about it for a while and remembered. "Amelia? You went to Nevarro some time ago. Can you find this man?"

"Yes sir. Do you want me to approach him directly?"

"No," Darren said, shaking his head. "Let him come to you. Give him a whisper of the offer— be subtle with it, but clear enough— and make sure he knows who's listening."

"If we get through to some of the board members, we can break this down from the inside. And Argent Security!"

"Yes sir!" Miranda, the captain, responded.

"Find Grant Hayes."

"On it, sir!"

As the team dispersed, their tasks assigned and the war room emptying, Darren remained at the head of the table, still in deep thought, hoping he wasn't missing any part of this.

The system dinged, and a notification appeared.

Ding!

┏Special Quest: Restore the Heir.┛

┏Progress: 17%.┛

┏Objective: Uncover the source of the hostile asset consolidation.┛

┏New Target Identified: Cale Donovan - Could help with leverage by providing information on deals with Donald Henderson.┛

┏Passive Reward Upon Completion: Monopoly on the Law of Business —Regardless of the nature of the lawsuit or the severity of the accusations, this skill tilts the mindset of judges, arbitrators, or legal panels toward Darren's side — creating subconscious bias in his favor. It doesn't guarantee victory outright but drastically increases the likelihood of favorable rulings, lenient judgments, or dismissed charges, even in high-stakes or morally gray cases. It makes Darren nearly untouchable in court — a legal kingmaker.┛

┏System advice: You're so close! But never forget to keep eyes on your back.┛