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FROM DIVORCED TO BILLIONAIRE HEIR CHAPTER 26
"Vivian," Ben began, leaning back with a satisfied grin, "that's one more surprise about our wedding day on Neckor Island."Vivian's eyes sparkled with excitement, ears ready.“As far as I know, Neckor Island is reopened specifically by Terminator X himself to host a speical private dinner.” Ben continued, pausing for dramatic effect, “and it’s on the same night as our wedding!”Vivian gasped, bringing her hand to her chest. "Terminator X? Hosting a dinner? Who could it possibly be for?""That's the mystery," Ben replied, his eyes narrowing in intrigue. "It's for a VIP—a person of such high importance that even Terminator X himself will personally welcome them."Vivian was astonished.What kind of mystery VIP could hold such power?!Her mind raced, her excitement bubbling over."Oh, Ben, this is incredible! Just imagine… what if we get to see them?"Ben chuckled, clearly savoring her reaction. "Well, I can’t guarantee we’ll meet this VIP, but at the very least, we’ll see Terminato
FROM DIVORCED TO BILLIONAIRE HEIR CHAPTER 27
Ben emerged first, handing his keys to the valet before helping Vivian out with an exaggerated flourish. The moment she stepped onto the pavement, her designer heels clicking against marble, her eyes narrowed at Louis's figure."Oh my god, Ben, look who's here!" Vivian's voice dripped with theatrical disgust."The stalker himself!"Ben's arm wrapped possessively around her waist. "What a coincidence. Again.""Coincidence?" Vivian threw her head back with an exaggerated laugh. “No, Ben, you’re wrong. He’s definitely stalking me!”"First my brother, now me?” “You just can't help yourself, can you, Louis?"“Do you know how the word SHAMELESS spells?!”Louis shifted his takeout bag, his expression unchanging. “Which eye did you see me stalking you with?”“Can you stop being narcissistic?”Vivian glared at Louis with anger.“Oh, I see. You have the guts to do it, but not to admit it, right?”Louis glanced back at her indifferently, his expression cold."Believe what you want. I'm he
FROM DIVORCED TO BILLIONAIRE HEIR CHAPTER 28
The lobby fell silent for a moment before Vivian burst into hysterical laughter, clutching Ben's arm for support.Her laughter echoed off the marble walls, drawing curious glances from other guests."Did you hear that, baby?" she wheezed between laughs. "He says he booked Lavish Oasis! The private suite reserved for Terminator X only!"Ben's lips curled into a smirk. "Maybe the delivery job comes with hallucinations.""You really are pathetic," Vivian wiped tears of mirth from her eyes, careful not to smudge her makeup. "First stalking me, now lying about booking Terminator X's private suite? Have you completely lost it?"“Why don’t you wee and check your reflection carefully? Do you think you can even afford the Lavish Oasis??”Vivian was enraged by Louis’s shamelessness and pretentiousness.Did Louis think she was a fool that would easily fall for his tricks?!Louis checked his watch, his face emotionless. "Whether I can afford it or not, is none of your business.""Fuck you, de
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"The delusion is strong with this one," Ben smirked."Why would Terminator X tell YOU anything?" Vivian's voice rose with vicious glee. "You're nothing but a wannabe rich guy delivering takeout! God, this is pathetic even for you, Louis!"Louis remained silent, his mind drifting briefly to memories of Neckor Island.The pristine beaches, the exclusive villas, the private meetings..."What's wrong? Cat got your tongue?" Vivian preened, mistaking his silence for defeat. "Well, let me tell you something special again - my wedding will be held at Neckor Island. Yes, at the most prestigious wedding venue in the world!""And guess what?"She continued, practically bouncing with satisfaction."Terminator X will personally give us their blessing. That's right - while you're here making up stories about private suites, I'll be receiving a wedding gift from the wealthiest person in the world!"Louis's face remained impassive, which only fueled Vivian's aggressive triumph.Her eyes glittered
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Louis exhaled deeply as Vivian and Ben's voices finally faded.He reached for his phone as it buzzed. The screen lit up with "Terminator X" calling."Hello?"“I hope I’m not interrupting your evening, Sir.”Louis raised an eyebrow, slightly amused. “Not at all. In fact, I was about to call you myself. I heard you’ll be on Neckor Island next week. I’m guessing it was meant to be a surprise?”There was a pause on the other end, followed by an awkward chuckle. “Indeed, Sir, you’re always one step ahead.” “I was planning a grand welcome, but now ... I suspect you’d rather I kept things simple?”“Spot on,” Louis replied with a slight smile. “I appreciate the gesture, but a low-key meeting is more my style.”“Consider it done, Sir.” Terminator X said respectfully.“And one more thing, Sir. Your ex-wife’s fiance had booked a wedding on Neckor Island a week later. Should I cancel it as a little ‘lesson’? It’d be no trouble at all.”“No need.”Louis shook his head. He didn’t want to was
FROM DIVORCED TO BILLIONAIRE HEIR CHAPTER 31
“Haha, maybe we have met when we were kids and forgot all about it!”“You're so funny! Seriously though, talking to you feels so... familiar. Safe, somehow.”He smiled sadly at her words, wishing he could tell her everything – how she'd saved his life, how he'd carried that gratitude all these years.“That's one of the nicest things anyone's ever said to me.”“You bring out the honest side in me. I can't explain it, but I'm so glad we're friends.”“Me too, Juliet.”As he typed those words, Louis made a silent promise to himself. He'd find a way to repay her kindness, even if she never knew the full story. Sometimes, he reflected, the best way to honor the past was to protect the present.The morning sun glinted off Necker Island's pristine dock as luxury yachts bobbed gently in the crystal-clear waters. Louis adjusted his casual linen shirt, taking in the extravagant wedding decorations that transformed the already stunning venue into something magical."Well, well, well. Look what
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However, Victoria stepped closer, her voice venomous. "Listen here, you worthless—""No, you listen," Louis interrupted calmly without stopping or looking backward. "Enjoy your standing here making assumptions and learn to shut up.” “Even better, why don't you watch and learn how a real entrance is made?"Jackson laughed mockingly. "Oh, this I've got to see. The great Louis about to be humiliated!"Watching Louis’s receding figure, Jackson couldn’t help but laughed out loud.Without an invitation, Louis would surely be humiliated.And he couldn’t wait to see that good show."Watch this circus show. He's about to get the humiliation he deserves." Victoria whispered.Her red lips curling into a cruel smile. Meanwhile, Louis continued walking, his steps measured and sure.Approached the checkpoint, Louis could feel the blatantly malicious gaze, but he remained unmoved.Twelve armed sentinels stood at attention, their black uniforms and reflective sunglasses creating an imposing ba
FROM DIVORCED TO BILLIONAIRE HEIR CHAPTER 33
Hanging up the phone, Louis walked along the island’s unique scenic path, following the iconic crytal-stone path.Everything was just like before, which made Louis feel as if he had returned to the past.Before he knew it, Louis had already passed through the tropical gardens.Soon, the path wound through tropical gardens until the wedding venue appeared – a masterpiece of crystal and precious gems catching the sunlight in rainbow prisms."And now, ..." Just then, the officiant's voice carried through the structure."By the words of God and the witnesses, I now pronounce the groom, Ben Gutsby, and the bride, Vivian Howard, as husband and wife. You may kiss...”Outside the transparent wedding chapel made of crystal and gems, Louis heard Vivian’s name and glanced in that direction.There, he saw Vivian in her bridal gown, her makeup heavy, her smile broad.However, Louis’s gaze didn’t linger on her for the least bit.Instead, his gaze shifted to Juliet, who stood not far away, wearing
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The air inside The Crimson Vault was thick with tension, the kind that settled into the bones of men who had spent their lives gambling with fate.The underground club had always been a neutral ground—once a place where deals were made over whiskey and blood debts were negotiated in the dark corners.But tonight, it was the birthplace of a rebellion.Louis sat at the center of the long, steel table, his presence an unspoken challenge to the men around him.Gang leaders, crime bosses, and mercenaries—every one of them had thrived under Silas’s rule, and every one of them had suffered for it.The cracks were already showing in The Obsidian Ring’s control, and Louis was here to pry them wide open.His fingers tapped lightly against the surface of the table, deliberate, slow.He didn’t need to rush this. Men like these didn’t respect rushed words.They respected dominance.They respected the man who could sit in a room full of killers and still control the tempo.Pearl sat to his right, e
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The dim glow of multiple screens cast eerie reflections on Juliet’s face as she scrolled through an endless sea of encrypted files. The more she uncovered, the tighter the knot in her stomach became. This wasn’t just another hired gun. This was something else entirely.Silas Vance wasn’t just controlling Apple City. He had a weapon.And that weapon had a name.Ghost.A whisper in the underground. A myth even among the most feared assassins. No real identity. No past. No recorded failures. An operative so precise, so calculated, that his kills seemed almost preordained.Juliet exhaled sharply, feeling the weight of the revelation press against her ribs. Her fingers hovered over the keyboard as she hesitated, knowing this information would change everything.She tapped her earpiece. “Louis. We have a problem.”Louis stood by the massive floor-to-ceiling windows of his penthouse, whiskey swirling in his glass. Below, Apple City pulsed with neon and power—a city that had always belonged t
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The grand ballroom of The Sterling Manor was a spectacle of wealth and power, a dazzling display of Apple City’s elite. The chandeliers hung like frozen constellations above them, casting golden reflections over the polished marble floors. The scent of expensive perfume, aged whiskey, and quiet arrogance filled the air, mingling with the subtle tension that always accompanied gatherings of this magnitude.This was more than a charity gala. It was a declaration. A silent war where alliances were forged with smiles and knives were hidden behind tailored suits.At the heart of the room stood Silas Vance, a king on his throne. He didn’t need to make introductions; his presence alone commanded the room. His smirk was as sharp as the silver cufflinks on his wrists, his confidence exuding the knowledge that, tonight, he was in control.But that was about to change.The murmurs of conversation dipped as Louis Kindsor entered.He was a storm wrapped in midnight silk, his tailored suit fitting
CHAPTER 266
The dimly lit warehouse smelled of oil and dust, the silence pressing down like a weight. The only sound was the slow, measured pacing of Louis Kindsor, his footsteps echoing against the concrete floor.In the center of the room, Terminator X stood, his hands restrained behind his back, his expression unreadable. A single, overhead bulb cast jagged shadows across his face, making him look both dangerous and desperate.Louis held a gun, its barrel pointed lazily at the ground. But the message was clear—one wrong answer, and this conversation would end with a bullet.Pearl leaned against the far wall, arms crossed, her anger barely contained. Juliet stood a few steps away, arms tight around her tablet, her expression wary but composed.Louis finally stopped pacing. “Start talking.”Terminator X exhaled, his shoulders sagging slightly. “I didn’t have a choice.”Pearl let out a sharp laugh. “That’s rich. You betrayed us, and now you’re playing the victim?”Louis didn’t take his eyes off T
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The tension in the room was suffocating.Louis sat at the head of the conference table in his private suite, his fingers steepled beneath his chin. Across from him, Juliet and Pearl flanked the large screen displaying security footage from the vault. The grainy playback looped over and over—black-clad figures moving with precision, bypassing security protocols that should have been impenetrable.But it wasn’t just an external attack.Someone had let them in.“This isn’t just a robbery,” Juliet said, voice clipped. “This was an inside job.”Pearl slammed her palm against the table, her eyes burning with fury. “Someone in our own damn circle gave them access. We don’t just have a mole—we have a traitor.”Louis exhaled slowly, keeping his emotions in check. “What exactly was taken?”Juliet’s fingers flew across her tablet. “Three encrypted drives containing intel on The Broker’s former assets, offshore accounts, and… classified Eternals data.” She looked up, eyes sharp. “Whoever took the
CHAPTER 264
The remnants of the explosion still lingered in the city’s air when Louis received the invitation. Delivered by a courier in a crisp black suit, the envelope was simple—just an address, a time, and a name: Adrian Wolfe.Juliet stood beside him, arms crossed, reading over his shoulder. "A billionaire suddenly appearing out of nowhere, right when you need funding? Suspicious doesn’t even begin to cover it."Louis turned the card between his fingers. "Maybe. But if he’s got the resources, we can’t ignore him."Pearl exhaled sharply. "We can’t afford to walk into a trap either.""We’re not walking into anything unprepared." Louis glanced at Juliet. "Pull everything you can on Wolfe before the meeting. Background, assets, known associates. If he’s working both sides, I want to know before I sit across from him."Juliet gave a tight nod. "On it."The poker game was held at The Vesper Club, an exclusive underground casino catering to Apple City’s elite. Red-velvet walls, gold chandeliers, an
CHAPTER 263
Louis stood at the edge of the rooftop, the city sprawling beneath him like a sea of lights. The folder from Silas Vance lay open on the table behind him, its contents burning into his mind like a brand. Names. Deals. A web of alliances that made it impossible to deny what Juliet had uncovered. His mother had played a game far bigger than he had ever realized.He inhaled sharply as the rooftop door swung open behind him. Footsteps—calm, deliberate."You made a move," Juliet said, stepping beside him. "Publicly announcing control over The Broker’s assets? That’s a declaration of war, Louis.""They were going to come for me either way." Louis kept his voice even. "Now, at least, I control the battlefield."Juliet exhaled through her nose, arms crossed. "The Obsidian Ring isn’t The Broker. They don’t play games, they destroy.""Then let them come." His voice was steel. "I’m done playing by their rules."A pause. Then Pearl’s voice cut in from the doorway, softer but laced with frustratio
CHAPTER 262
Silence stretched between Louis and Silas Vance, the dim light of the private lounge casting long shadows across the table.The surveillance photo lay between them, a relic of a past Louis thought he understood.His mother’s face, frozen in time, stared back at him—a ghost haunting the edges of his reality.Louis tightened his grip on his glass. “Where did you get this?” His voice was calm, but his knuckles whitened.Silas smirked, tapping the side of his whiskey glass. “That’s not the question you should be asking. The real question is: How deep was she in?” He leaned forward, his dark eyes gleaming with amusement. “You see, your mother wasn’t just a warrior against the Eternals. She played both sides. And from where I’m sitting, it looks like you’re the only one who didn’t know.”Louis’s jaw clenched. His mother had fought against corruption, had sacrificed everything to keep him safe. She couldn’t have been involved with The Obsidian Ring. Could she?Juliet’s voice crackled in his
CHAPTER 261
The dimly lit lounge reeked of cigar smoke and aged whiskey. Louis scanned the room, noting the subtle but unmistakable presence of security. Men in tailored suits leaned against the walls, their eyes tracking his every move. Silas Vance sat at the center of it all, his confidence dripping from every motion as he swirled a glass of amber liquid.“Louis Everette.” Silas smirked, gesturing toward the empty seat across from him. “I was starting to think you’d ignore my invitation.”Louis stepped forward, refusing to sit just yet. “I don’t make a habit of entertaining men who send death threats wrapped in business proposals.”Silas chuckled, a deep, knowing laugh. “Threats? No, no, Louis. That wasn’t a threat—it was an opportunity. You just have to see it from the right perspective.” He slid a photograph across the table. “Like this one.”Louis’s breath hitched as his gaze fell on the image. A grainy black-and-white surveillance photo. His mother. Standing next to Silas, looking composed,
