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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
FROM DIVORCED TO BILLIONAIRE HEIR CHAPTER 111
Louis sat at the table, the remnants of his mother’s journal spread out before him.Pearl stood by the window, eyes scanning the darkened streets below.Juliet paced, her phone pressed to her ear as she spoke in a low, urgent tone."Yes, I know the risks," Juliet said, her voice sharp."I don’t need a reminder. Just get us the safe passage. We can’t afford to wait any longer."She paused, listening intently, her brow furrowing."Understood. Make sure it’s secure. We’ll be there tomorrow."She hung up and turned to Louis, her face grim."They’re in position. We leave at dawn."Louis looked up, his jaw clenched."And the Arbiter?""His men are everywhere." Juliet’s voice was laced with frustration."He’s turning the city against you. The law enforcement, the media—everyone's bought into his lies. The entire city is a powder keg, and we're the match."Pearl turned away from the window, her expression hardening."It won’t be easy. You can’t just walk out of here with your head held high. Y
FROM DIVORCED TO BILLIONAIRE HEIR CHAPTER 112
“Get down!” he shouted, pushing Juliet behind him.Pearl immediately moved to the side, pulling out her gun.“We’ve got company,” she said, her voice steady despite the situation.A figure appeared in the doorway, silhouetted by the dim light from the hall.His face was concealed by a black mask, but the cold glint in his eyes was unmistakable—this was no ordinary assassin.Juliet’s heart skipped a beat as she recognized the type of threat.“It’s a hitman,” she whispered, her voice low but urgent.“They’ve found us.”Before anyone could react, the man lunged forward, aiming a silenced pistol at Juliet.Pearl’s reflexes kicked in immediately. She lunged forward, knocking Juliet out of the line of fire just in time.The bullet grazed Pearl’s side as she took the hit, her body twisting with the force.“No!” Juliet cried, scrambling to help her as Pearl staggered back, her hand clutching her wound.“I’m fine,” Pearl gasped, her voice strained as she fired at the assassin, forcing him to r
FROM DIVORCED TO BILLIONAIRE HEIR CHAPTER 113
The journey began at dawn.The road to the mountains was unforgiving, winding through dense forests and narrow cliffs.Pearl sat in the backseat, her injuries bandaged but her strength still waning. Despite her condition, she refused to be left behind."I can fight," she insisted, though her voice lacked its usual fire."I’m not sitting this out."Louis shot her a warning look."You’re barely able to sit up. You’re staying in the car when we get there."Pearl’s glare was weak but defiant."I’ve come this far. You think I’m going to back out now?"Juliet sighed from the driver’s seat."Both of you, save your energy. We’ll need it when we get there."The mountains loomed ahead, their jagged peaks cutting into the sky like teeth. As they neared the monastery, the air grew colder, the weight of their mission settling heavily on their shoulders.When the car finally stopped at the edge of a rocky trail, Louis stepped out, helping Pearl to her feet despite her protests."I’m fine," she mutt
FROM DIVORCED TO BILLIONAIRE HEIR CHAPTER 114
Taking a deep breath, Louis stepped onto a tile marked with the emblem.The stone beneath his foot clicked into place, and nothing happened."Looks like you’re onto something," Pearl said, watching from behind.Louis moved cautiously, stepping only on tiles with the emblem while guiding Juliet and Pearl.Each step felt like a gamble, but the group made it across the grid without incident."One down," Louis muttered, glancing at the dark hallway ahead."What’s next?"The next chamber was vast, its ceiling high and adorned with a chandelier of rusted chains.At the center stood a pedestal holding a crystal orb, glowing faintly.Surrounding it were three statues, each holding weapons aimed at the pedestal.Juliet frowned."This has ‘trap’ written all over it."Pearl chuckled weakly."No kidding. What’s the journal say?"Juliet skimmed through the pages, her brow furrowed."‘To claim the light, one must extinguish the past.’ What does that mean?"Louis approached the pedestal, his hand ho
FROM DIVORCED TO BILLIONAIRE HEIR CHAPTER 115
The air in the monastery’s center was different—heavy, charged with an energy that made the hair on the back of Louis’s neck stand on end.Before them, on an ornate pedestal surrounded by intricate carvings, rested the Heart of the Eternals.The crystalline orb glowed faintly, pulsating like a heartbeat, its light casting eerie reflections on the ancient stone walls.“This is it,” Juliet whispered, her voice barely audible.She took a step closer, the journal clutched tightly in her hands.“The Heart of the Eternals.”Pearl leaned against a pillar, her injuries still evident but her determination unshaken.“Doesn’t look too scary. Guess we’ll just grab it and go.”As Louis approached the pedestal, the ground beneath their feet trembled.A low rumble echoed through the chamber, and the carvings on the walls began to glow, their light intensifying with each passing second.Juliet’s eyes widened.“Wait—Louis, stop! The journal mentioned something about a defense mechanism—”Before she co
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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
