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FROM DIVORCED TO BILLIONAIRE HEIR CHAPTER 328
The war against Louis Kindsor had entered its most dangerous phase.The business world had failed. The media had crumbled. The cultivation sects had fallen.And now, the true rulers of the underground had come out of hiding.In a hidden chamber deep within the Swiss Alps, five shadowy figures sat around a circular obsidian table.They were the Phantom Alliance—the secret council of crime lords, war profiteers, and ancient sect leaders who had controlled the underworld for generations.Each of them untouchable, their influence stretching across governments, black markets, and the hidden cultivation world.Until now.Louis Kindsor had upended everything.One by one, their corporate allies had fallen. Their media influence had been stripped away. Their underworld contacts had gone silent, too afraid to challenge him.This was unacceptable.The tallest figure, a man known only as The Whisper, spoke first. His voice was calm, yet laced with lethal intent."This Kindsor… He is becoming a pr
FROM DIVORCED TO BILLIONAIRE HEIR CHAPTER 329
n the heart of Shenlong University, the most prestigious cultivation research institute in the Eastern Continent, Professor Huang, a renowned cultivation scholar, stood before a massive audience of experts, historians, and martial artists.Behind him, encased in crystal glass, was an ancient scroll—recently unearthed from a sealed temple deep within the Forbidden Mountains.The moment he cleared his throat, the room fell silent."Ladies and gentlemen," Professor Huang said, his voice steady with authority, "we have finally uncovered the true limits of the Crimson Dragon Technique."Murmurs rippled through the audience."The same technique used by Louis Kindsor?" one scholar whispered.Professor Huang nodded solemnly."This scroll, written by the legendary Sage Bai Xu, reveals that the Crimson Dragon Technique has only nine levels."The screen behind him displayed intricate calligraphy, detailing the progression of the technique—its power, its dangers, and most critically…The bottlene
FROM DIVORCED TO BILLIONAIRE HEIR CHAPTER 330
Louis walked toward the scroll, placing a single finger against the glass case.A soft cracking sound echoed.The glass shattered instantly.Gasps erupted again as he gently took the scroll and unrolled it.Professor Huang stumbled forward. "What are you doing?!"Louis ran his fingers along the edges of the scroll—tracing over something no one else had noticed.A faint shimmer.A hidden text written in the margins.Louis smirked."You missed something, professor."The entire hall held its breath.Louis turned the scroll to reveal the hidden inscription.It was older, faintly glowing, written in a script that even Huang had never seen before.And then—he read it aloud."‘The foolish will stop at nine… but the true master will rise to twelve.’"The room erupted into chaos."T-Twelve levels?" a scholar stammered."The ancient records never mentioned this!""Does this mean Kindsor… isn’t at his limit?"Louis rolled up the scroll, stepping toward the now-stunned professor.He placed it in
FROM DIVORCED TO BILLIONAIRE HEIR CHAPTER 331
Ding.A new notification popped up on his trading screen.Then another.Then hundreds.The downward trend stopped.And then—the impossible happened.Kindsor Enterprises’ stock REVERSED.It wasn’t collapsing—it was RISING.And it was rising FAST.Victor’s smirk disappeared."What the hell?"The phones in the trading room started ringing wildly."Victor, something’s wrong! Kindsor stock is up 15%!"Another trader screamed, "Now it’s 30%!"Victor’s hands trembled as he clicked through emergency trading reports.Then—he saw it.The ultimate countermeasure.Louis Kindsor had secured strategic partnerships with the central banks of SEVEN countries.The European Central Bank.The Reserve Bank of India.The Middle Eastern Sovereign Wealth Fund.And more.Each of them had just announced official partnerships with Kindsor Enterprises, injecting billions into its expansion.The market didn’t collapse.It exploded upward.And now, all the short sellers—including Victor Kane’s hedge fund—were trap
FROM DIVORCED TO BILLIONAIRE HEIR CHAPTER 332
From the moment Alexander Wright announced Sentinel, the world held its breath.Sentinel was no ordinary AI security system.It was an impenetrable fortress of digital defense.It could detect, counter, and neutralize any hacking attempt in real-time.It was designed for one purpose—keeping Louis Kindsor out.At a grand cybersecurity conference in Silicon Valley, Wright stood before a global audience, his voice filled with absolute confidence."Ladies and gentlemen," he declared, gesturing to the massive holographic interface behind him, "Sentinel is the most advanced cybersecurity AI ever created."The crowd of tech executives, government officials, and corporate elites nodded in approval and awe."Unlike every other system before it," Wright continued, "Sentinel is unhackable."His lips curled into a smirk."Even by Louis Kindsor."The room erupted in applause.Government agencies rushed to adopt it.Major corporations signed contracts on the spot.The entire tech industry hailed Se
FROM DIVORCED TO BILLIONAIRE HEIR CHAPTER 333
At the headquarters of RexoGen Pharmaceuticals, the world’s leading biotech firm, an extravagant press conference was underway.A massive screen behind the stage displayed a bold headline:“THE END OF SUPERHUMAN BUSINESS TYCOONS.” In the center of the stage stood Dr. Charles Morris, RexoGen’s CEO and lead scientist.Dressed in a crisp white lab coat, his expression was a mix of arrogance and triumph as he gazed over the gathered audience—scientists, government officials, and corporate leaders."Ladies and gentlemen," Dr. Morris announced, his voice filled with certainty, "today marks the beginning of a new era."The room hushed in anticipation."For too long, people like Louis Kindsor have operated beyond human limitations."The screen shifted, displaying an image of Louis, standing tall, exuding unstoppable dominance.Morris continued."But with our latest breakthrough—Neutralis—we have developed a pharmaceutical solution that neutralizes unnatural enhancements, restoring the natural
FROM DIVORCED TO BILLIONAIRE HEIR CHAPTER 334
The Phantom Alliance had waited in the shadows for years, watching, calculating, plotting. They were the elite—the untouchable, the invisible force that controlled the flow of wealth, power, and influence.And now, their leader, Grandmaster Helios, had decided it was time to act.In a luxurious penthouse above the skyline of New York City, Helios stood before a massive, holographic world map, his eyes scanning the global markets as his fingers drummed steadily on the table.Around him, the Phantom Alliance’s inner circle sat in silence—heads of states, tech moguls, oil barons, and banking giants.They were the hidden rulers, the ones who held the true power.Helios, an imposing figure in his mid-sixties, wore a dark tailored suit and a calm expression. His reputation as a master strategist preceded him.“We have allowed Louis Kindsor to grow unchecked for too long,” he said, his voice low but powerful. "His grip on the world's financial system, on politics, on business—it must end."A
FROM DIVORCED TO BILLIONAIRE HEIR CHAPTER 335
Louis leaned back in his chair, allowing himself a rare smirk.Helios and his Phantom Alliance were making a fatal mistake.Louis had already moved his wealth months ago—transferring his funds into a series of offshore accounts under layers of false identities.Even if the markets crashed, even if his assets were frozen in fifty countries, it wouldn’t matter.He had protected himself.Back in the Phantom Alliance’s war room, Grandmaster Helios stared at his screen in shock.What should have been a complete and total financial annihilation of Louis Kindsor instead turned into a disastrous failure."His assets… they’re not frozen," one of the members said, voice trembling. "We can’t find any trace of them!"Helios gritted his teeth, his mind racing. "That’s impossible. We’ve locked down every avenue, every bank…"The screen flickered again—showing a devastating stock market surge.Kindsor Enterprises’ stock was rebounding—rising despite the market’s plunge.The Phantom Alliance’s coordi
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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
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
