Bitcoin Billionaire: I Regressed to Invest in the First Bitcoin!

Alison couldn't afford the Gilded Stag. Not on a teacher's salary at least.

But with the friends she had gathered with her, getting a table was no problem at all.

She had planned this mini get together for a while. Although many people she invited didn't come such as Lily who said she was too busy helping with her dad's company, and Olivia who said she was too busy building her own.

Even Charles Nelson, someone she has also been close friends with, refused to come. And yes she knew he was shot on the leg a few days ago, but he had declined her way before then.

He was a multimillionaire now. It was almost like he didn't have time for her anymore. Not like he used to do back in college.

Alison felt alone. Her popularity in college had faded away, and everyone who gushed for her attention back then were way better off than she was. Now, she was the one begging for attention.

This get-together. It was the only way she could feel how it was back then. It was her grasping at the edges of the life she once had.

Running into Darren Steele was what reopened the wound. Even him. He had gotten better, richer, and she was the one asking for his time.

Hopefully, he would be kinder than the rest who had abandoned her. Make her feel seen again. Even though she greatly doubted it.

The dim glow of the Gilded Stag's chandeliers bathed the polished wood and golden accents of the bar in a warm ambiance.

Laughter and conversation mingled with the rich aroma of wine and expensive cigars. Seated in a private booth toward the back, Alison drummed her fingers lightly on the table, her gaze flicking toward the entrance every so often.

Across from her, Terry leaned back, swirling the dark red liquid in his glass with an air of boredom. He let out an exaggerated sigh before speaking.

"This wine is not as good as it used to be."

"Alison, are you sure he's even going to show up?" Sophie McClain, one of the girls at the table asked. "He's probably just as nervous and misplaced as he was back then. I don't even know why we're waiting for him."

"Just wait," Alison said, not looking at her. "He's coming."

Terry narrowed his eyes in pointless thought, setting his glass down. "Who are we even waiting for again?"

Another of the girls, Emily Darwin, sighed. She had been more interested in catching up with old friends than whatever Alison was planning.

"Darren, Terry. Darren Steele. The crypto geek? And Allie, I don't get why you're making such a big deal out of him anyway. He was probably one of the least liked students back in college."

Alison exhaled through her nose. "I know, I know." Her fingers brushed against the stem of her untouched wine glass. "I just… I want you guys to see him."

From her right, Tamara Johnstone smirked, tilting her head. "You're not teasing him, are you?" she asked, her voice playful but edged with suspicion.

Alison's lips parted slightly, as if caught off guard. "What? No."

Tamara's smirk widened. "Really? You didn't lie to him, did you? Tell me you didn't say this was a date just to mess with his feelings like you did back then."

Sophie giggled, covering her mouth. Terry chuckled lowly. "Yeah. That's some kind of shit Alison would do, isn't it?"

"Oh, come on," Alison groaned, shaking her head. "It's nothing like that. I just… I just want you guys to see him. Ugh. I've changed, okay? I'm not like how I was in high school and college."

Terry raised an eyebrow but said nothing.

"Okay, whatever." He rested his head on his palm and lay backwards.

Then the door opened.

Terry's eyes flicked open lazily, glancing at the entrance. But his expression shifted when he saw who walked in.

An extremely good-looking young man stepped inside, dressed in fine casual yet elegant clothes. His wristwatch caught the warm glow of the chandeliers, subtle yet unmistakably expensive.

His brown hair was styled just enough to look effortlessly refined, and the sharp lines of his face carried a quiet confidence that drew eyes as he moved.

Terry squinted. "Who the hell is that?"

The other girls turned to look, their casual interest quickly shifting to something closer to shock.

Then, they saw Alison waving to the man.

"Wha— what is she doing?!"

"What are you doing, Alison?!" Tamara called.

"Alison, put your hand down!" Emily whispered harshly. "Why are you waving at that handsome guy?! He's going to think we're crazy!"

But Alison didn't listen to them. A slow grin spread across her face as she lifted her hand higher, her fingers moving in a small wave.

Across the room, Darren hesitated briefly when he saw her, but then he began making his way toward them.

Sophie inhaled sharply. "Oh my God. He's coming here! He's coming."

The girls straightened in their seats, subtly adjusting their hair, their postures, their expressions. Terry, on the other hand, sat up, his jaw tightening.

Darren approached the booth, his steps slow and precise. When he stopped in front of them, he looked at Alison first.

"Hey."

Alison smiled. "Hey." Her eyes flickered over him, taking in his attire, his face, his presence. She blushed.

Terry, still processing what was happening, glanced between them before asking, "Uh… Alison, do you know this guy?"

Alison giggled, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. "What are you talking about? That's Darren."

Silence.

Then—

"Whaaaaattttttttt!"

The reaction was immediate. The girls' jaws dropped. Terry's brows shot up. Sophie, Tamara and Emily exchanged stunned looks.

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Darren was sat now at the table, and so far, they'd only ordered some snacks and wine.

Darren had gotten a response from the system as it ushered out all their profiles and separate business. Except Alison and Emily who were both art inclined.

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┏SYSTEM SCAN: BUSINESS PROFILES┛

┏Profile: Sophie McClain┛

┏Business Name: VÉRITÉ Magazine

Industry: Luxury Fashion & Lifestyle Media

Position: Founder & Editor-in-Chief

Established: 4 Years Ago

Revenue: Moderate, rapidly growing

Reputation: B+ ┛

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┏Profile: Tamara Johnstone┛

┏Business Name: Horizon Strategies & Investments

Industry: Finance & Business Consulting

Position: CEO & Lead Investment Strategist

Established: 6 Years Ago

Revenue: High, strong market presence

Reputation: A┛

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┏Profile: Terry Wilson┛

┏Business Name: Wilson Logistics & Supplies (Subsidiary of Moon Enterprises)

Industry: General Contracting & Supply Chain Management

Position: Operations Supervisor

Established: 3 Years Ago

Revenue: Stable but unremarkable

Reputation: C-┛

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Darren narrowed his eyes at the information.

'Of course. I'm not surprised. All Terry did in college was attach himself to Tyler Mooney. Obviously he went to him and got a job as a contractor.' Experience tales at My Virtual Library Empire

But of course, this was good news still. Because Terry Wilson was a path straight to Moon Enterprises and Tyler Mooney himself.