Chapter 169: Unexpected Debt.
Lukas slowly stood up, the brochure still in his hand. He paced toward the tall windows of his hotel suite, looking out over the city. Princeton was quiet, green, and historical. This fortress was like something from another time.
"I want to see it," he said finally.
Henry blinked. "Are you sure? I mean... we can. It’ll take some arrangements. They don’t open that one for just anyone."
Lukas turned, his voice clear and low. "Then let them know I’m not just anyone."
Henry smiled. Not with surprise—he had seen this before. That look in Lukas’ eyes. The quiet certainty of someone who, once interested, did not turn back.
"Alright then," he said, tapping his phone to life. "I’ll set it up."
Lukas walked back toward the coffee table and placed the other house listings back down gently.
But the brochure?
He kept that one in his hand.
And just like that, Princeton had a new contender for its most legendary resident.
The brochure still sat in Lukas’s hand, the image of Le Château de Clairmont etched in his mind like a painting that refused to leave. Henry had just left, the door clicking shut behind him, promising to schedule the viewing as soon as possible.
Lukas stood by the tall hotel window, staring at the city skyline, the Princeton estate brochure loosely rolled in one hand. The silence in the room was comforting, heavy with thought.