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FROM DIVORCED TO BILLIONAIRE HEIR CHAPTER 137
Louis looked at him, his curiosity piqued despite the overwhelming weight of the Heart's pull."What did you find?"Terminator X flipped open the journal and showed them the new discovery:a page filled with cryptic symbols and a detailed map.His finger traced the ancient text, his voice steady as he spoke."It’s a council of former Eternal leaders. They call themselves The Remnants," he said, his tone heavy with meaning."They were once part of the Eternals but broke away, exiled for opposing the corruption within their ranks. They’ve gone underground, and according to your mother’s notes, they guard something... something powerful."Louis frowned, his brow furrowing."What are they guarding?"Terminator X's finger moved to the next part of the journal, where a symbol resembling an ancient mirror was sketched."The Mirror of Truth. It’s said to reveal the true intentions of any wielder of the Heart."Louis’s pulse quickened at the mention of the Mirror. It sounded like the key to ev
FROM DIVORCED TO BILLIONAIRE HEIR CHAPTER 138
The sun was low in the sky, casting golden rays through the towering trees of the Forgotten Forest.The air was thick with the scent of moss and damp earth, and an eerie silence hung over the group as they pressed deeper into the labyrinth of twisting paths and dense foliage.Louis walked with a noticeable limp, leaning heavily on Juliet's arm.His body still hadn’t recovered from the Heart’s toll, but the artifact's presence within him was stronger than ever.Each step seemed to pulse with energy, and with it came fragments of visions—memories that weren’t his."Are you sure about this?" Juliet asked, her voice barely above a whisper.She kept her eyes on the trail ahead, her other hand gripping a dagger tightly."This forest... it feels wrong.""I’m sure," Louis replied, though his voice lacked conviction.His eyes flicked to Terminator X, who was scanning their surroundings with a handheld tracker, its screen displaying the journal's decoded coordinates."We’re close. The Mirror is
FROM DIVORCED TO BILLIONAIRE HEIR CHAPTER 139
Another figure spoke, their voice cold."Those who attempt to bypass the Judgment will find only death."Juliet stepped in front of Terminator X, her voice calm but firm."Let’s hear them out. If this is the only way to reach the Mirror, we’ll face it."The masked leader pointed a gnarled staff at Louis."The Heart chooses its bearer, but its power corrupts. If you are unworthy, it will consume you, as it has consumed others before you."Louis felt a surge of anger rise within him, but he forced it down."Then let me face your Judgment," he said, his voice unwavering."If the Mirror is the key to controlling the Heart, I’ll do whatever it takes."The figures exchanged glances, their masks revealing nothing of their thoughts.Finally, the leader nodded. "Very well. The Judgment begins."The air within the circle shimmered, and the ground beneath their feet seemed to tremble.Louis felt the pull of the Heart intensify, drawing him toward the center of the stones.He looked back at Julie
FROM DIVORCED TO BILLIONAIRE HEIR CHAPTER 140
Juliet stood in a dimly lit room, the walls adorned with gilded mirrors that reflected her younger self.She was dressed in an elegant gown, her hair styled to perfection.In the largest mirror, her parents stood behind her, their faces solemn."This is all your fault," her father’s voice boomed, the accusation cutting through her like a blade.Juliet spun around, her chest tightening."No, I—I didn’t mean for it to happen!"The reflection twisted, her parents’ faces contorting into masks of disdain."You wanted independence," her mother hissed."You wanted to prove yourself. And look where it got us."The mirrors shattered, shards flying around her like a storm.Each piece reflected a memory of her parents’ downfall—their estate seized, their status lost, and their once-proud family left in ruins.Juliet fell to her knees, tears streaming down her face."I only wanted to help...""You destroyed us," the voices echoed.The shadows began to close in, and Juliet’s sobs grew louder.Term
FROM DIVORCED TO BILLIONAIRE HEIR CHAPTER 141
The darkness pressed in on Louis, suffocating and cold.The shadows taunted him, whispering his failures, his fears, and the inevitability of his fall.But this time, Louis didn’t flinch. The vision of destruction, the twisted reflection of himself—it was all a test."I’m not alone," he reminded himself, the memory of Juliet’s voice and Terminator X’s unyielding loyalty grounding him.With a guttural cry, Louis surged forward, the Heart pulsing brighter in his chest.The shadowy figure, his darker self, stumbled back, momentarily blinded."You think their faith will save you?" the doppelgänger sneered."It already has," Louis replied, slamming his fists into the ground.A wave of light burst from him, shattering the oppressive shadows.Juliet’s vision of her shattered family began to dissolve as she clung to the sound of Louis’s voice.She stood tall, staring into the broken shards around her."This guilt isn’t mine to carry," she declared."I did what I thought was right. I won’t let
FROM DIVORCED TO BILLIONAIRE HEIR CHAPTER 142
Louis stumbled back, his breathing ragged as the Mirror’s surface returned to stillness.Juliet caught him, her arms steadying him as he fought to regain composure."What did you see?" she asked softly."Everything," Louis murmured, his voice hollow."Every choice I make... it leads to pain. But I can’t stop now."The leader of the Remnants stepped forward."The Heart’s influence grows stronger, Louis. Each choice will bring you closer to ruin or salvation. The Mirror has shown you what may come—but it is you who decides what will be."Terminator X placed a firm hand on Louis’s shoulder."Whatever happens, you’ve got us. We’ll face it together."Louis nodded, though his mind raced with the visions.The cost of wielding the Heart was clear, but so was his purpose.The fight against the Eternals wasn’t just about vengeance—it was about protecting those he cared for, no matter the price.As they left the stone circle, the leader of the Remnants called after them."Beware, Louis. The Hear
FROM DIVORCED TO BILLIONAIRE HEIR CHAPTER 143
As the battle raged on, Terminator X noticed a cluster of generators fueling the Seer’s constructs.He turned to Louis."If I take out those generators, we’ll have a chance to turn the tide," Terminator X said.Louis hesitated."It’s too risky.""I’ve faced worse. Cover me," Terminator X said before charging toward the generators.Louis and Juliet fought their way through the enemy ranks, clearing a path for Terminator X.The mercenary-turned-cybernetic warrior reached the generators and rigged an explosive charge."Time to even the odds," Terminator X muttered as he activated the detonator.The explosion rocked the sanctuary, sending debris flying in every direction.The Seer’s constructs faltered, their forms flickering as the generators’ energy was severed.But the blast came at a cost. The ceiling above Terminator X collapsed, pinning him under a massive slab of stone."X!" Louis shouted, rushing to his side."Go!" Terminator X grunted, his face twisted in pain."The Mirror... you
FROM DIVORCED TO BILLIONAIRE HEIR CHAPTER 144
Louis stared at it, his jaw clenched, the weight of failure pressing down on him like a vice."We’re running out of time," he muttered, pacing back and forth."Without the Mirror, I can’t see the paths clearly. We’re fighting blind."Juliet leaned against the wall, her arms crossed."We still have options. If we split up, we can cover more ground and track The Seer before she unlocks the fragment’s power.""That’s reckless," Terminator X interjected, his voice sharp. "Dividing our forces will make us easier targets. The Seer knows we’re desperate—she’ll exploit that."Juliet’s eyes narrowed."And sitting here doing nothing won’t help either. Every second we waste, she’s getting stronger."Louis stopped pacing, his gaze snapping to both of them."Enough."The silence that followed was deafening. Louis pressed his hands to his temples, the Heart pulsing faintly in his chest.The visions it once provided were now fragmented, incomprehensible flashes of possible futures."A shattered fu
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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
