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FROM DIVORCED TO BILLIONAIRE HEIR CHAPTER 116
The dust settled as the last guardian crumbled into a heap of stone, leaving only the faint hum of the crystalline orb on the pedestal.Louis wiped sweat from his brow, glancing at Juliet and Pearl.They were battered, but alive—a testament to their determination and teamwork.“I can’t believe we survived that,” Pearl muttered, leaning heavily against the pedestal.“Next time, let’s just deal with regular doors and locks, okay?”Juliet offered a faint smile as she caught her breath.“If only it were that simple. But look—we made it.” She nodded toward the Heart of the Eternals, its glow now calm and inviting, as if it had been waiting for them all along.Louis hesitated, staring at the orb.“This is it. Everything we’ve risked, everything we’ve lost—it all leads here.”“Then let’s not waste any more time,” Pearl said, though her voice betrayed her fatigue.Louis reached out, his hand trembling slightly as his fingers brushed against the surface of the orb.The moment he made contact,
FROM DIVORCED TO BILLIONAIRE HEIR CHAPTER 117
Juliet broke the silence first.“The Heart can dismantle the Eternals’ network, but it could kill anyone tied to it? How... how is that even possible?”“It’s connected to their power,” Louis said quietly, his voice heavy.“The Eternals built their influence by linking their lives to this. If we use it, the connection will sever in the most brutal way imaginable.”Pearl, leaning against the cold stone wall for support, frowned.“What does ‘ties to the organization’ even mean? Are we talking about blood relatives? Allies? Everyone who ever worked for them?”Juliet crossed her arms, pacing the room.“If that’s true, it could kill innocent people too. Staff members, people coerced into working for them… Louis, this isn’t just about taking down the Eternals. It’s about deciding who lives and dies.”Louis stared at the orb, his hands trembling slightly as he turned it over.“She knew. My mother knew this was the cost, and she still left it for me to find.”Pearl stepped closer, her voice so
FROM DIVORCED TO BILLIONAIRE HEIR CHAPTER 118
Louis and his group were cornered, surrounded by The Arbiter’s men.Gunfire echoed off the ancient stone walls, and every step they took seemed to tighten the noose.Louis glanced at Pearl, who was visibly struggling to keep up, her injuries worsening by the second.Juliet stood firm, her gaze darting between their enemies and the glowing Heart of the Eternals still strapped to Louis’s belt.A sudden vibration in Louis’s pocket pulled him out of his panic.He retrieved his encrypted communicator and saw a message flash across the screen.Python Kate: I’m in position. Hold them off for five more minutes.“Who’s Python Kate?” Juliet asked, her voice barely audible over the gunfire.“A wildcard,” Louis replied, determination hardening his features.Juliet raised an eyebrow but nodded.“Then let’s give her those five minutes.”Louis turned to his group.“We don’t hold back. Use the terrain to your advantage. Stay close, stay alive.”The Arbiter’s voice rang out over the chaos.“Louis! You
FROM DIVORCED TO BILLIONAIRE HEIR CHAPTER 119
The hidden safe house was quiet, a sharp contrast to the chaos and violence that had marked their journey.The dim light from a single candle flickered, casting long shadows on the walls.Juliet sat beside Louis, her hands shaking as she carefully cleaned his wounds.His breath was shallow, but his pulse was steady—barely.His body was covered in cuts and bruises, remnants of the harrowing escape from the monastery.Pearl’s absence weighed heavily on her heart. It felt wrong, like a piece of the puzzle was missing, and no matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t fill the space Pearl had left.As Juliet gently tended to his injuries, she noticed something odd.Louis’s skin, where the Heart had touched him, was marked—glowing faintly under the dim light.It was subtle, almost imperceptible at first, but the symbols were unmistakable."Louis…" Juliet whispered, her fingers brushing over the marks.His body jerked, a groan escaping his lips.His eyes fluttered open, and he blinked, disorien
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Suddenly, Juliet's phone buzzed in her pocket, a rare and unexpected break in the tense atmosphere.She pulled it out, her fingers tapping quickly as she read the message.“What is it?” Louis asked, noticing her sudden change in demeanor.Juliet’s eyes widened slightly as she looked up, her expression a mix of surprise and disbelief.“It’s from Kate,” she said, her voice thick with emotion.“Terminator X… He’s alive. He survived the explosion.”Louis’s heart skipped a beat."Terminator X? After everything… How is that even possible?"Juliet shook her head.“I don’t know. But Kate says he’s going to be here soon.”Pearl, who had been resting her eyes, sat up immediately, her face lighting up with hope.“He’s really alive?”“Yes,” Juliet confirmed.“It seems like he pulled through after all. It’s... a miracle.”A silence fell over the group as they processed the news.Terminator X had been their most unpredictable ally—his skills, knowledge, and unwavering loyalty had been crucial in th
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As Louis was speaking ancient language, in frustration. He punched on the door.Boom!!!!!The door shattered into pieces.The campfire crackled softly in the still night, casting flickering shadows on the faces of those gathered around it.Louis sat a few feet away, staring at his hands, flexing his fingers as though trying to reconcile the strength that had recently revealed itself.Juliet and Terminator X exchanged wary glances from their spots near the fire.Juliet broke the silence first, her voice cautious.“Louis, do you want to talk about what happened back there?”Louis’s head snapped up, his expression a mix of confusion and frustration.“What’s there to talk about? I lost control, that’s all. I’ll figure it out.”Terminator X cleared his throat, stepping into the conversation with his usual bluntness.“Boss, it wasn’t just losing control. You shattered a steel door. That’s not normal—not even for someone like you.”Louis’s jaw tightened.“What are you saying? That I’m some
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Terminator X stepped forward, his tone still respectful but firm. “Boss, you’ve got to take this seriously. Let us help you figure this out before it’s too late.”Louis let out a heavy breath, running a hand through his hair.“And how do you suggest we do that? There’s no manual for this kind of thing.”Juliet glanced at the journal in her hand.“There might be. Your mother left breadcrumbs, Louis. We just have to follow them.”Louis’s shoulders sagged slightly, the weight of their words sinking in.“You’re saying I have to trust a dead woman’s riddles to make sense of what’s happening to me?”Juliet nodded. “If it means keeping you safe, keeping all of us safe—yes.”The tension hung heavy in the air as Louis considered her words.Finally, he nodded, his voice quieter.“Fine. But if this is going to slow us down in taking out the Eternals—”“It won’t,” Terminator X interrupted. “We’ll handle it all, Boss. You’ve got a team for a reason.”Louis managed a faint smile, though it didn’t
FROM DIVORCED TO BILLIONAIRE HEIR CHAPTER 123
The heavy thrum of helicopter blades echoed in the distance as Louis, Juliet, and Terminator X trekked through the dense forest surrounding the monastery.The tension was palpable; every rustle of leaves felt like a potential ambush.“Boss,” Terminator X said, his tone uneasy.“We need to find better cover. These guys aren’t amateurs—they’re tracking us.”Louis tightened his grip on the Heart of the Eternals, his jaw clenched.“We’ll keep moving until we find a defensible position. I’m not losing anyone else.”Juliet glanced at Terminator X, her concern evident.“You’re limping. Are you sure you’re good to keep up?”“I’ve had worse,” Terminator X replied, forcing a grin.“You worry about keeping the boss alive. I’ll handle the rest.”Louis’s eyes narrowed.“You’re not just ‘handling it,’ X. Stick close. We can’t afford to get separated.”They pushed forward for another hour, but the forest felt like it was closing in on them.Suddenly, Terminator X held up a hand, signaling them to st
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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
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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
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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
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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
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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
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“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
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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
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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
