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FROM DIVORCED TO BILLIONAIRE HEIR CHAPTER 149
As the three struggled toward the exit, Terminator X worked to clear a path, his reinforced frame absorbing hits from falling rubble.The tremors grew stronger, and a deafening roar signaled the Citadel’s imminent collapse.Just as they reached the threshold of the main hall, a massive beam fell, pinning Edward’s leg.He cried out in pain, collapsing to the ground. Juliet turned back, her expression torn."Leave me!" Edward shouted."Get Louis out of here!"Louis stopped, his body trembling as he looked at his father. The Heart’s energy surged again, reacting to his turmoil."No. I won’t abandon you.""You have to!" Edward yelled."The Heart is killing you! You can’t save me and yourself."Juliet grabbed Louis’s arm, desperation in her voice."Louis, we’re running out of time!"For a moment, everything seemed to freeze.The collapsing Citadel, the roaring energy, Juliet’s pleading eyes, and Edward’s resignation—all of it blurred as Louis made his decision.With a scream of effort, he
FROM DIVORCED TO BILLIONAIRE HEIR CHAPTER 150
The sterile white of the medical facility’s ceiling greeted Louis as he opened his eyes.His entire body ached, and the familiar hum of advanced machinery surrounded him.Juliet’s face appeared above him, her relief evident."You’re awake," she said softly, squeezing his hand."Where… where am I?" Louis’s voice was hoarse, barely audible."We’re in a secure facility," Terminator X’s modulated voice replied from the corner of the room."You passed out after the Citadel collapsed. It’s been three days."Louis blinked, his mind racing to catch up."The Seer… the Heart… what happened?"Juliet’s expression darkened."The Seer escaped. The Mirror fragment was destroyed, but… not entirely.""What do you mean?" Louis tried to sit up, but the pain forced him back down."Fragments of the Mirror were smuggled out of the ruins," Terminator X explained."An unknown figure retrieved them before we secured the area."Louis groaned, frustration bubbling beneath the surface."So it’s not over. Not eve
FROM DIVORCED TO BILLIONAIRE HEIR CHAPTER 151
The Kindsor family’s ancestral estate loomed before them, its grandeur reduced to crumbling stone and overgrown vines.Louis hesitated at the wrought-iron gate, his hand lingering on the cold metal."You don’t have to do this alone," Juliet said, stepping beside him.Louis glanced at her."This place… it’s filled with ghosts. Memories I’ve spent years trying to forget.""Which is exactly why you shouldn’t face it by yourself," Juliet countered, her tone resolute. "Whatever’s waiting in there, we’ll face it together.""Juliet…" He sighed, running a hand through his hair."It’s dangerous. You’ve seen what the Heart’s power can do. I can’t guarantee your safety."She crossed her arms, a familiar stubbornness in her gaze."I’m not asking for guarantees. I’m asking to stand by you."Louis finally nodded, pushing the gate open with a creak."Stay close."Inside the estate, nature had reclaimed much of the grand halls and sprawling corridors.Leaves rustled in the breeze through broken wind
FROM DIVORCED TO BILLIONAIRE HEIR CHAPTER 152
The symbols on the vault door pulsed rhythmically, as though responding to Louis’s touch.He closed his eyes, feeling the energy within him resonate with the glowing inscriptions.Juliet’s voice broke the silence."What’s happening, Louis?""I… I can feel it," he murmured, his hand trembling against the cool surface of the door."It’s like the Heart is guiding me."The humming grew louder, and with a final, resonant tone, the door split apart, revealing a chamber bathed in a soft, ethereal glow.Juliet stepped forward cautiously."What is this place?"Louis walked into the room, his eyes scanning the treasures within: stacks of ancient documents, maps adorned with cryptic symbols, and strange artifacts displayed on pedestals.But what caught his attention most was a crystalline shard resting on a black velvet cushion, glowing faintly with an inner light.Juliet followed his gaze."That… that looks like it’s alive."Louis hesitated before reaching out to touch the shard.The moment his
FROM DIVORCED TO BILLIONAIRE HEIR CHAPTER 153
"This way!" Louis hissed, pulling Juliet into a narrow passage.Juliet winced, clutching her side. "I… I’m fine. Keep going."He glanced at her, noticing the blood seeping through her jacket. "You’re hurt. Let me—""No time!" she snapped, cutting him off. "If we stop, they’ll catch us."The sound of boots echoed from behind them. Louis’s jaw tightened as he scanned their surroundings. "There’s got to be another way out."Juliet leaned against the wall, trying to steady herself. "You’ve been here before, haven’t you? Think, Louis. Where would they not look?"Louis closed his eyes, forcing himself to remember. The estate’s layout was a distant memory, buried beneath years of trauma and abandonment. Then it hit him."The east wing," he said. "It’s partially collapsed. They’ll assume we’d avoid it."Juliet nodded. "Lead the way."As they navigated the debris-filled passage, the voices of their pursuers grew louder. Louis’s frustration bubbled over."Why won’t they give up?" he muttered, h
FROM DIVORCED TO BILLIONAIRE HEIR CHAPTER 154
The technician hesitated."Edward’s betrayal… it wasn’t entirely his choice. The Eternals had leverage on him. Blackmail."X’s eyes narrowed."What kind of leverage?""Years ago, they took his wife. Threatened to kill her unless he cooperated. From what we can tell, he’s been their pawn ever since."X slammed a fist into the wall."Damn it, Edward. Why didn’t you tell us?"The technician shifted uncomfortably."Sir, there’s more. The Eternals knew about Louis long before any of us did. They’ve been planning this for years."X’s jaw tightened. "Then we’re even more behind than we thought."Back at the estate, Louis and Juliet found themselves cornered in a crumbling hall. Juliet leaned heavily against the wall, her wound slowing her down."I… can’t… keep going," she admitted, her voice barely above a whisper.Louis knelt beside her, his face etched with guilt."I’m sorry. This is all my fault."Juliet shook her head."Don’t. We’re in this together. But you need to control that shard, L
FROM DIVORCED TO BILLIONAIRE HEIR CHAPTER 155
The air in the underground chamber was stale and heavy, lit only by the faint glow of Louis’s hands as his powers reacted to the ancient artifacts around them.Juliet leaned against the cold, damp wall, wincing as she clutched her side where blood seeped through her torn shirt.Despite her injuries, her gaze was sharp, scanning the room for any signs of danger.“Louis,” she said, her voice strained but firm.“Whatever we came here to find, we need to make it quick. This place feels like it’s holding its breath.”Louis nodded, his golden eyes flickering with determination.“I know. But look at this.”He pointed to a pedestal in the center of the room.Resting atop it was a broken amulet, its fragments faintly glowing.As he approached, the light grew brighter, pulsating in rhythm with his own energy.Juliet straightened, ignoring the sharp pain that shot through her side. “What is that?”“I think it’s from the Eternals—their earliest days,” Louis murmured. His hand hovered over the ar
FROM DIVORCED TO BILLIONAIRE HEIR CHAPTER 156
Juliet placed a hand on his shoulder, her grip firm despite her weakened state.“She sacrificed a lot to protect you, Louis. She didn’t want you burdened by her past.”Louis’s jaw tightened.“But now it’s my burden. And I won’t let her sacrifices be in vain.”Before Juliet could respond, a low rumble shook the chamber.Dust and debris rained down from the ceiling.“What was that?” she asked, alarmed.Louis’s eyes darted around the room.“The water reservoir above us—it must be leaking. We need to get out of here now.”Another tremor rocked the ground, and the sound of rushing water echoed through the tunnels.“Go,” Louis urged, grabbing Juliet’s arm to steady her.“I’ll hold the water back.”“Don’t be ridiculous,” she snapped, wincing as she moved.“We both get out, or neither of us does.”“Juliet, you’re injured!”“And you’re not leaving me behind,” she shot back, her tone brooking no argument. “Now move!”Together, they raced through the narrow corridors, the sound of water growing
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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
