At the Royal Theater, a new play was being performed, and the actors' skills were exceptionally refined, but Brode barely paid any attention.
Walsh told him that the return on investment in the railways could reach as high as 20%, but ultimately, it was a field he knew nothing about.
One must remember, the Tulip mania in the Netherlands and the Mississippi Company in France also painted similarly enticing prospects, yet those who entered ended up losing everything.
Investing in the Port of Marseille was evidently more prudent, although the returns would surely not be as high as those from the railways.
Walsh didn't push him to make a decision, as it was indeed a matter concerning his entire fortune.
Brode hardly slept all night, and before the day broke, he already heard the sound of a servant knocking on the bedroom door.
He, with dark circles under his eyes, fumbled for his pocket watch and immediately grumbled:
"Famick, are you insane? It's not even seven o'clock yet!"
