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FROM DIVORCED TO BILLIONAIRE HEIR CHAPTER 103
The shrill alarm of the countdown reverberated through the catacombs, a suffocating reminder of their limited time.Louis’s pulse pounded in his ears as he led Juliet deeper into the labyrinthine passages.The air was damp and heavy, the dim lantern light casting ominous shadows on the stone walls.“Keep moving,” Louis urged, gripping Juliet’s hand tightly.“I’m trying!” she snapped, her breath coming in ragged gasps.“But if you hadn’t noticed, this place is a death trap!”As if on cue, the ground beneath them gave way with a loud crack.They both leapt forward just in time, landing sprawled on the other side of a hidden pit filled with spikes.“Death trap seems like an understatement,” Louis muttered, pulling Juliet to her feet.She glared at him.“Let’s just hope we don’t find any more surprises.”The catacombs seemed endless, their narrow paths winding in maddening directions.The countdown’s mechanical voice echoed through the tunnels:“Six minutes until detonation.”“We’re runni
FROM DIVORCED TO BILLIONAIRE HEIR CHAPTER 104
Meanwhile, in another part of the manor, Pearl and Terminator X found themselves cornered in a storage room, the walls vibrating with the force of nearby explosions.Pearl yanked open a cabinet, rummaging through its contents.“There has to be something in here we can use to disable the explosives.”“Work faster,” Terminator X growled, his weapon trained on the door.“The Arbiter’s men are closing in.”“Do you think I don’t know that?” she shot back, tossing aside useless equipment.Finally, she found a small device—a handheld terminal with a flickering screen.“This might be it,” she said, holding it up.Terminator X spared a quick glance.“What does it do?”Pearl inspected it, her fingers flying over the controls.“It’s connected to the explosives system. If I can bypass the encryption, I might be able to deactivate the countdown.”“Might?”She glared at him.“Would you prefer I didn’t try?”Before he could respond, the door burst open, and three of The Arbiter’s men stormed in.Ter
FROM DIVORCED TO BILLIONAIRE HEIR CHAPTER 105
Then we move,” he barked. “Which direction?”The screen flashed with a schematic of the manor, highlighting the area where the remaining explosive was planted. Pearl pointed to the west corridor.“That way.”Without hesitation, Terminator X grabbed her arm and pulled her up.“Let’s go.”They sprinted through the dimly lit hallway, their footsteps echoing against the stone walls.The timer in Pearl’s hand continued to count down, each second a hammerblow to her nerves.“Fifty seconds,” she gasped.“Move faster,” Terminator X ordered, his voice cold and steady.Pearl glanced at him.“Easy for you to say! You’re not lugging this terminal around.”Ahead, two of The Arbiter’s men appeared, their weapons raised.“Down!” Terminator X yelled, shoving Pearl to the ground as he fired two clean shots.Both guards crumpled instantly.Pearl scrambled to her feet, clutching the terminal.“Forty seconds!”They rounded a corner, skidding to a halt in front of a locked steel door.Terminator X examine
FROM DIVORCED TO BILLIONAIRE HEIR CHAPTER 106
The air in the catacombs was heavy, the sound of their hurried footsteps echoing through the narrow tunnel.Louis led the way, his breaths shallow as he clutched the journal tightly against his chest.Beside him, Juliet moved with urgency, her face pale but determined.Pearl followed, her expression a mix of relief and tension as they navigated through the labyrinth.At the end of the tunnel, Terminator X was waiting, his broad frame silhouetted against the faint light of a hidden exit. His weapon was ready, his eyes scanning for threats.“You’re late,” Terminator X muttered as they approached, his tone as gruff as ever.“Blame the traps,” Juliet shot back, though there was no malice in her voice.Before Louis could respond, a faint tick, tick, tick reached his ears. He froze, his heart skipping a beat.“Do you hear that?” he asked, his voice low.Terminator X’s eyes narrowed as he tilted his head, listening intently. “It’s a timer.”Louis’s blood ran cold. “There’s another explosive
FROM DIVORCED TO BILLIONAIRE HEIR CHAPTER 107
The group split, Pearl pulling Louis down a narrow passage while Juliet and Terminator X headed deeper into the catacombs.The walls groaned and cracked around them, debris raining from the ceiling as the manor began to collapse.“Are you sure about this?” Juliet asked, glancing at Terminator X as they ran.“Not in the slightest,” he replied, his lips curving into a faint smirk.“But someone’s got to play the hero.”Juliet snorted, despite herself.“Let’s just make sure it’s worth it.”Meanwhile, Louis and Pearl raced through the crumbling tunnels, the journal clutched tightly to Louis’s chest.“What if they don’t make it?” Pearl asked, her voice breaking.“They will,” Louis said, though his expression betrayed his doubt.“They have to.”Ahead, daylight filtered through a crack in the tunnel wall.Pearl tugged on Louis’s sleeve.“There’s our exit.”Louis hesitated, glancing back toward the path they had come.“Louis, we don’t have time!” Pearl shouted, grabbing his arm.Reluctantly, h
FROM DIVORCED TO BILLIONAIRE HEIR CHAPTER 108
Outside, Louis paced the clearing, his nerves frayed as the manor continued to collapse in on itself.“We can’t just leave them!” Pearl shouted, her frustration boiling over.“I know,” Louis snapped, though his own frustration was directed inward.He clenched his fists, the weight of leadership pressing down on him.Suddenly, a figure emerged from the shadows, coughing and limping.“Juliet!” Pearl cried, rushing to meet her.Juliet stumbled into Pearl’s arms, her face streaked with soot and tears.“Where’s Terminator X?” Louis demanded, his voice sharp.Juliet shook her head, unable to meet his eyes.“He… he didn’t make it. He’s still inside.”Louis’s stomach dropped. He turned back toward the manor, his instincts screaming at him to go back.“Louis, no!” Juliet grabbed his arm, her grip like iron.“He made his choice. If you go back, you’ll die too.”Louis hesitated, his jaw tightening as he struggled against the urge to run into the flames.“He bought us time,” Juliet continued, her
FROM DIVORCED TO BILLIONAIRE HEIR CHAPTER 109
They reached a small clearing as dawn broke, the light filtering through the trees and casting an ethereal glow on the dew-covered ground.Louis finally stopped, setting the journal down on a flat rock.“We’ll rest here,” he said gruffly, avoiding Pearl’s gaze.Pearl sat down heavily on the grass, her shoulders slumping. Juliet crouched next to her, placing a comforting hand on her back.“He’s not thinking clearly,” Pearl whispered, her voice trembling.“He’s grieving,” Juliet said softly.“We all are. But he’s not wrong, Pearl. The Arbiter won’t stop unless we stop him.”“But at what cost?” Pearl asked, looking up at Juliet with tear-filled eyes.Juliet didn’t have an answer.Louis sat a few feet away, the journal open in his lap.His eyes scanned the pages, his mind racing with possibilities.The evidence inside was damning—names, dates, transactions—all tying The Arbiter to countless crimes.It was enough to take down not just him, but the entire Eternals network.But the system wa
FROM DIVORCED TO BILLIONAIRE HEIR CHAPTER 110
“What do we do now?” Pearl asked, her voice shaky.“He’s put a bounty on your head. Everyone in the city will be after you.”Louis ran a hand through his hair, his mind racing.“We keep moving. He’s trying to flush us out, force us into making a mistake.”Juliet crossed her arms, her eyes narrowing in thought.“This isn’t just about you. He’s trying to destroy any credibility we have left. If we don’t fight back with the truth, the entire city will turn against us.”“And how do we do that?” Pearl demanded.“He controls the media, the police, probably half the politicians. How do we get anyone to believe us?”Louis paced the room, his hands clenched into fists.“We start by exposing him. The journal has enough dirt to dismantle his empire, but we need a way to get it out without it being intercepted.”“And without getting killed in the process,” Juliet added.“The moment you show your face, every bounty hunter and opportunist will come running.”Louis stopped pacing, his eyes locking o
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CHAPTER 389
The dome was gone.The trial finished.But Mark Jennings hadn’t moved.He knelt in silence, face blank, eyes eerily calm. It was the stillness that unnerved even the bravest cultivators watching.Louis didn’t buy it.“Something’s wrong,” Mira murmured.Louis nodded, gaze sharpening. “He’s not done.”Mark lifted his head—too smoothly, too... robotic.Then he smiled. Not the smug kind.The sinister kind.“Do you really think you’ve won?” Mark whispered, voice laced with something inhuman. “That this… trial… means anything?”The world watched as his skin flickered, his aura pulsed unnaturally.Louis’s eyes narrowed.“Move back,” he ordered.Too late.Mark’s spirit split, a blinding pulse shooting toward Louis like a spear of corruption.Soul-Swap Technique.A forbidden art. An escape plan carved from the bones of dead gods.Mark’s essence lunged straight into Louis’s core.He laughed mid-transition. “You spent so long trying to destroy me, you forgot I could become you!”Louis didn’t mov
CHAPTER 388
The vote was unanimous.Seventy-seven nations. Fourteen sect unions. Three independent AI councils.Mark Jennings would stand trial.The accusations were endless—soul harvesting, illegal enhancer distribution, war crimes, ritual sacrifice.But Mark?He stood in the Jennings Tower throne room, arms spread like a god blessing fools.“I do not answer to tribunals,” he declared, voice echoing across the broadcast system he’d hijacked. “I have evolved beyond humanity’s petty need for judgment. I am the next phase.”Kael stood nearby, exhausted. “Sir, the world’s demanding transparency. They want to see justice.”Mark sneered. “Justice? That’s a coin toss. I don’t need justice—I need control.”He flicked his hand.Behind the scenes, digital threads slithered through the global tribunal system—hacking verdicts, rewording charges, replacing truth with confusion. Screens glitched, documents shifted. Every guilty verdict now showed: “INCONCLUSIVE – INTERFERENCE SUSPECTED.”Mark smirked. “Blame
CHAPTER 387
Mark Jennings sat in the war chamber, eyes bloodshot, voice low and venomous.“Put a billion on him.”Kael froze. “A billion? That’ll trigger half the rogue world—mercs, bounty sects, soul pirates—”“Exactly,” Mark snapped. “Let them swarm him. Day and night. Sleep will be a myth. Peace a memory.”He grinned, the kind of grin that belonged more in padded rooms than palaces.“If I can’t kill Louis with power… I’ll drown him in desperation.”Day 1A fire arrow nearly pierced Louis’s shoulder during a peaceful harvest prayer.He caught it mid-air, raised a brow, and sighed. “First one? A little early, don’t you think?”The archer got buried head-first in a compost pile. Alive. Slightly traumatized.Day 3A pack of night assassins launched a synchronized strike.One ended up folded into a lotus pose—while unconscious. Another was used to hammer the third into a wall.Day 7“Eighty-four,” Mira counted, dragging another limp mercenary across the courtyard. “You’d think they’d give up.”Loui
CHAPTER 386
The cracks in Mark Jennings' empire weren’t subtle anymore.They were earthquakes.One by one, governments that once propped him up with backdoor deals and glowing endorsements began quietly pulling out.The Empire of Vaundra? Silent.The Eastern United Council? Declared neutrality.Even the Trade Republic of Silas—Mark’s loudest cheerleaders—froze all funding.In the space of 72 hours, his global powerbase went from iron grip to butter melting in a sunstorm.Inside Jennings Tower, the war room was chaos. Phones rang. Alerts screamed. No one had answers—just excuses and sweat.“Sir,” Kael muttered, his voice hollow, “The Republic just blocked access to your border labs. They’re calling it... 'preventive quarantine.'”Mark slammed his fist on the table. “They can’t abandon me. I built this world!”Kael swallowed. “They’re not calling it your world anymore.”But that wasn’t the worst of it.The worst came that night—leaked footage.Posted by a shadow account and verified by five interna
CHAPTER 385
The night sky glowed red across three continents—and not from the setting sun.Mark Jennings watched, jaw tight, as live satellite feeds showed flames devouring his secret research compounds. Genetic chambers, soul-seal factories, forbidden tech labs—all gone in hours.Security footage was a blur of fire and screaming.One guard managed to shout, “There was no warning—just wings and fire!”Eleanor.Mark crushed his glass in one hand.“She’s insane,” he hissed. “A damn phoenix with a vendetta.”He stormed into his emergency broadcast chamber, cameras flickering on as he barked orders.“Spin this. I don’t care how. Make her the villain. Make her look like a terrorist.”Technicians scrambled. Within minutes, a global emergency broadcast beamed across every major city:Mark stood tall in a charcoal suit, forced grief pasted over his face like a bad mask.“This is not justice. This is terrorism,” he began solemnly, fake sincerity dripping off each word. “Eleanor, once a respected cultivato
CHAPTER 384
Mark Jennings stood before a black, soundproofed war room, surrounded by shadowed figures.“These aren’t your average bounty hunters,” he said, teeth flashing. “I’ve hired phantoms. Spiritual hitmen. Soul-slicers. Even a void-binder from the Unseen Clan.”The room felt colder just hearing those names.Kael leaned in nervously. “You’re sure this won’t backfire like… everything else?”Mark’s eyes gleamed. “This time, there’s no grand entrance. No speeches. No dragon pulses or temple shields. This time, Louis disappears. Quietly.”Two nights later — Location classifiedIn a forest drenched in fog and soaked with tension, Louis moved silently beneath the moonlight. He sensed it before it happened—the faint ripple in spiritual space. Something not of this world was hunting him.Ten elite assassins encircled him: mortals with enchanted weapons, spirits who fed on intent, shapeshifters disguised as falling leaves.“This is it,” whispered one, drawing a blade humming with soul poison.The net
CHAPTER 383
“They were mine!”Kael whispered, pale. “They were never yours, sir. You just rented them… until someone better showed up.”Mark screamed.Louis. Again. Always him.But deep down, Mark understood something far worse.This wasn’t the end.This was the start of something he could no longer control.And Louis?He wasn’t fighting for power.He was fighting for everyone Mark had forgotten.Beneath the ruined city of Caldus, in a vault built from spiritsteel and arrogance, Mark Jennings stood at the heart of the Shadow Auction—his latest masterpiece of corruption.Around him sat warlords wrapped in animal skins and silk suits, crooked politicians oozing perfume and power, and black-robed syndicate leaders who whispered curses louder than prayers.Projected across the vaulted chamber were translucent prisms—each holding a spirit core, glowing faintly, extracted from captured cultivators loyal to Louis.Mark tapped his glass with a silver spoon.“Welcome, esteemed degenerates,” he smiled. “To
CHAPTER 382
Mark threw a chair through the screen.“This isn’t possible! HOW?!”Kael cowered. “He used... the Dragon Vein Network. The legends were real. The Kindsor temples are spiritually tethered.”Mark’s eyes bulged. “That’s a bedtime story!”“Yeah,” Kael whimpered. “Except the bedtime story just collapsed seven military bases.”Mark slammed his fist into the wall.“You mean to tell me… we got outsmarted by decorative floor tiles?!”Kael didn’t dare respond.In the Hidden GroveMira watched the news, stunned.Louis finally spoke, voice soft but firm. “They feared the dragon. But they forgot it doesn’t roar until you step on its spine.”She shivered. “What happens now?”Louis looked to the horizon, eyes glinting with purpose.“Now? We rebuild. And when Mark tries again…” He smiled faintly. “We don’t collapse ground.”Mira raised an eyebrow. “Then what?”Louis’s smile deepened.“We collapse empires.”War-torn cities smoldered under the illusion of peace.Mark Jennings stood atop a broken milita
CHAPTER 381
Mark Jennings was done playing games.Humiliation burned like acid in his chest, each word from Louis’s last appearance looping through his mind like a curse. His reflection in the mirror sneered at him, as if even his own image mocked his failure.“This ends now,” he growled, voice raw with fury. “Burn it all. I want the entire Kindsor network reduced to rubble.”Behind him, a dozen emissaries from rogue states nodded grimly. Their job was simple: conquest by chaos.By dusk, private armies surged across borders—armored vehicles disguised as "peacekeeping convoys" rolled through sacred grounds, while rogue cultivators unleashed hell on ancient temples. Smoke clouded the skies. Cries of civilians pierced the night like broken flutes.Atop a blood-stained mountain base, a general cackled. “Kindsor sanctuaries? More like kindling.”Every news station echoed the same narrative.“Former Louis loyalists caught hoarding soul weapons.”“Public enemies: Kindsor cults tied to insurgency.”“Peac
