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FROM DIVORCED TO BILLIONAIRE HEIR CHAPTER 128
Louis stood motionless, his gaze fixed on the locket still clutched in his hand.The weight of the truth was pressing down on him, each word The Seer spoke sinking into his chest like a stone."The Heart chooses its own."His mother's handwriting.The betrayal. The life he had built—shattered in an instant."Louis," Juliet said softly, her voice filled with both worry and determination.She stepped closer to him, her hand resting lightly on his arm. "You can’t trust her. She’s manipulating you. We’ll find another way—"Louis shook his head, cutting her off.His eyes were steely, the desperation for answers still burning deep within him.“I don’t know what to believe anymore, Juliet. But I have to know the truth.”The Seer observed them both with a calm, unblinking gaze, a faint smile tugging at the corners of her lips.“Wise decision,” she said, her tone smooth like honey.“The truth is exactly what I’m offering you, Louis. But you must first understand the scope of what’s at stake.”
FROM DIVORCED TO BILLIONAIRE HEIR CHAPTER 129
Louis’s heart pounded in his chest as the weight of her words sank in.His mother... the woman who had always been his guiding light, the one person he trusted unconditionally... was dead.Because of his own family.“You’re lying,” Louis growled, his voice strained as he stepped forward, glaring at The Seer.“My father—my family—they couldn’t have...”The Seer smirked, taking a step closer.“You think your father was a noble man? You think your family cared for anything but their own gain?They saw your mother as a threat, Louis.She was the one thing that stood between them and total control over the Eternals.They couldn’t allow her to remain alive.”Louis’s hands clenched into fists, his mind reeling.He remembered the last time he’d spoken to his father—how the man had claimed everything was for the family’s good.That his mother had chosen to leave them behind, to make sacrifices for their future.It was all a lie.A carefully crafted lie to hide their treachery.His own blood, h
FROM DIVORCED TO BILLIONAIRE HEIR CHAPTER 130
Juliet’s voice, distant but clear, cut through the storm of his thoughts."Louis, please. Don’t let her control you. This is what she wants."But Louis couldn’t hear her.All he could hear was the voice of the Heart, the whisper of revenge.End them, Louis. End your family.He took a step forward, his mind clouded by the overwhelming desire for vengeance.His teeth gritted together as the markings on his skin blazed with a bright, dangerous light.The Seer stepped back, watching with an eerie calmness as Louis’s power grew.“This is what you want, isn’t it?” she whispered, her words seductive, coaxing him closer.“Revenge. The Heart will give you everything you need. Power, control... your family’s destruction.”Louis’s eyes flickered with a dark, violent determination.They deserve this, he thought. They deserve to burn.Juliet, still chained and watching from the corner of the room, screamed, her voice filled with desperation.“Louis, please, don’t do this. Don’t become like them. Y
FROM DIVORCED TO BILLIONAIRE HEIR CHAPTER 131
Louis opened his eyes, and said," I won't do anything mom." He shook his head, and exhaled a deep breath."I won't let you go inside me, Seer." Louis snapped at her.Suddenly, he saw these visions provide critical clues about the true location of the Eternals’ central command—a hidden fortress known as the Shadow Citadel. The Heart of the Eternals pulsed faintly beneath his shirt, each throb sending waves of doubt through his already fragile mind.“It’s the Shadow Citadel,” Louis muttered, lifting his gaze. His voice was hoarse, his eyes distant.“The visions keep showing me... it’s there. Everything leads back to that fortress.”Juliet stood by the window, arms crossed, her jaw tight.“And you trust these visions?” she snapped.“How do you know they’re not just another way for The Seer to manipulate you?”Louis’s hands clenched into fists.“I don’t. But it’s all we have.”“No,” Juliet countered, turning to face him fully.“What we have is a choice. You’re letting this Heart consume
FROM DIVORCED TO BILLIONAIRE HEIR CHAPTER 132
Juliet sighed, her shoulders slumping in frustration.“You’re both missing the point. This isn’t about proving anything. It’s about survival. Louis, if you keep pushing yourself like this, there won’t be anything left of you to fight with.”Before Louis could respond, a sharp beep echoed through the room.Juliet pulled out a small device from her pocket—a communicator linked to their hidden network.“What is it?” Terminator X asked, moving toward her.Juliet frowned as she read the message.“It’s from The Seer.”Louis’s breath caught, his heart pounding as Juliet read the message aloud.“‘Come to the Shadow Citadel, Louis. Face your destiny. Or run, and let your mother’s death mean nothing.’” Juliet’s voice wavered as she finished.Silence fell over the room, the weight of the challenge pressing down on all of them.Louis closed his eyes, his jaw tightening.“It’s a trap.”“Of course, it’s a trap,” Juliet snapped.“And walking into it would be suicide.”“Maybe,” Louis said, his voice
FROM DIVORCED TO BILLIONAIRE HEIR CHAPTER 133
“Focus, Louis,” Terminator X said, snapping him out of his thoughts.“We’ve got work to do.”As they approached the entrance, a surge of energy ran through Louis’s veins.His eyes glowed briefly as he sensed something shifting within the Citadel.There was a presence here, something ancient and malevolent.The gates of the Citadel groaned open as they neared, seemingly of their own accord.The darkened hallway beyond was lined with shadows that seemed to reach for them, pulling at their minds.“This place... it feels wrong,” Juliet whispered, her voice barely audible.Louis felt it too. The air was thick, oppressive.The Citadel was designed to break them down, to exploit their fears.They had no choice but to face it.“Stay close,” Louis warned, his voice steady despite the unease settling in his chest.They walked into the heart of the Citadel, every step echoing in the silent hall.The stone walls seemed to close in on them as the passage narrowed, and a low hum began to vibrate th
FROM DIVORCED TO BILLIONAIRE HEIR CHAPTER 134
“You could have everything, Louis. You could have the power, the Heart. Everything your family has ever wanted. All you have to do is let go of your morals, your petty notions of revenge. Embrace your destiny.”Louis’s breath came in shallow gasps as he struggled to contain the torrent of emotions swirling inside him.Embrace my destiny...He shook his head, the weight of his anger threatening to crush him.“Your destiny,” The Seer continued, stepping closer.“Is to rule, to bring the Eternals back to their rightful place. Your mother was weak. You, Louis, have the strength to finish what she started. You can be the one to lead them.”Louis’s vision blurred with fury, his muscles coiling as he prepared to unleash his powers.They killed her. They destroyed everything. I will destroy them all.“NO!” Juliet’s voice cut through the tension.She stepped in front of Louis, her expression fierce.“You’re not like them, Louis. You don’t have to give in.”But the anger inside him was suffocat
FROM DIVORCED TO BILLIONAIRE HEIR CHAPTER 135
Louis stood at the center of the Citadel, his hands trembling as they hovered over the Heart, its pulse growing louder in his mind.The energy swirled, dark and bright, a contradiction of pure power.He felt it, all of it, coursing through him like wildfire."Louis," Juliet’s voice broke through his focus, sharp and desperate."You have to stop! This will destroy you."He turned to her, his face pale, eyes wide with the fevered intensity of the Heart’s influence."I have to finish it," he whispered, his breath shallow."The Eternals... they’ll keep coming. We can’t stop them unless I do this."Juliet stepped closer, her voice trembling."You’ll die if you do this. Please, Louis!"He didn't answer.The Heart pulsed once more, and the energy exploded outward in a surge of power."NO!" The Seer’s voice rang out, cracking like glass, filled with fury and disbelief."You think you can control it?!"The blinding light that followed drowned everything in its brilliance.Louis barely register
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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
