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FROM DIVORCED TO BILLIONAIRE HEIR CHAPTER 343
The air at the exclusive business gala was thick with wealth, power, and hidden rivalries. The venue, a grand ballroom adorned with crystal chandeliers and gilded walls, was filled with the most influential moguls, corporate elites, and political figures from around the world.Louis Kindsor stepped inside, dressed in a perfectly tailored black tuxedo, his posture impeccably composed, exuding an aura of absolute confidence. By his side was Eleanor Kindsor, his wife, a woman as brilliant in strategy as she was in elegance. She wore a deep sapphire gown that shimmered under the ballroom lights, turning heads as they walked past.Tonight, however, Louis was being tested once again.Seated near the stage, Marcus Winters—the former CEO of Winters Holdings, now nothing more than a puppet for the Phantom Alliance—watched as Louis and Eleanor entered. A slow smirk spread across his face."This will be entertaining," he murmured to his companion.Marcus had spent weeks orchestrating this setup.
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The audience leaned in, waiting.Louis tilted his head slightly, his smirk growing.“I don’t dine in places I don’t own.”A murmur spread through the crowd, but before Marcus could understand what was happening, Louis lifted his phone and pressed a single button.Within seconds, the massive screens in the ballroom flickered, displaying a set of legal documents. The audience gasped, reading the words aloud.OFFICIAL DEED TRANSFER: KINDSOR ENTERPRISES NOW OWNS VENUE.Marcus’s face drained of color.Louis had purchased the entire venue.The very ground Marcus stood on no longer belonged to him.Louis took a slow sip of his drink before setting it down. “As the new owner of this fine establishment, I’d like to make some… seating adjustments.”He turned to the head event coordinator, who was now standing by nervously. “Would you kindly move Mr. Winters’s seat?”The coordinator, wide-eyed, nodded and gestured toward the security team standing by.Marcus stiffened, eyes darting around as two
FROM DIVORCED TO BILLIONAIRE HEIR CHAPTER 345
A woman seated to Helios’s right, Valeria Sato, a political strategist for the Alliance, smirked.“He’s kept this secret for a reason. If the ancient enemies of the Kindsor Clan were to learn of his existence…” She trailed off, letting the implication hang in the air.Helios nodded. “Then it’s time we force him into the light.”Three days later, the Phantom Alliance called for a global press conference, announcing they had evidence of fraud committed by none other than Louis Kindsor.Journalists, business moguls, and political figures flocked to the event, eager to witness the downfall of a king.At the front of the packed hall, Marcus Winters—still humiliated from his expulsion at the gala, but desperate to regain his standing—stood at the podium, a malicious smile stretching across his face."Ladies and gentlemen," Marcus began, clearing his throat, "we stand here today to expose a grand deception—a lie that has influenced global business, financial empires, and even the world of cu
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The Phantom Alliance had failed too many times. Their financial traps, assassination attempts, and even their exposure of Louis’s Kindsor lineage had only made him stronger.Now, they resorted to something far more personal.They took Eliza.A private transmission came through on Louis’s encrypted phone. He answered, expecting another empty threat from Helios. But what he saw on the screen made his blood run cold.Eliza. Bound, sitting in a dark cell, her face bruised.A figure in a black cloak stepped forward, revealing himself as one of Helios’s top enforcers."Mr. Kindsor," the voice was calm, taunting, "you’ve become a real problem."Louis’s jaw tightened, his fists clenching.The man continued. "Your influence has crippled us, and your unmatched strength makes it impossible for us to remove you the usual way. So, we’ve decided to change the game."The camera zoomed in on Eliza as the enforcer's gloved hand gripped her shoulder, squeezing just enough to make her wince."Surrender
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Breaking through the reinforced steel doors, Louis entered the dimly lit holding chamber where Eliza was being kept.He expected to find her bound and helpless, waiting for rescue.Instead—Half a dozen unconscious guards were already on the floor, their weapons scattered.And in the center of the room, Eliza stood, her hair slightly disheveled but her stance perfect, adjusting the bindings on her wrists like they were mere annoyances.She glanced up at Louis, completely unfazed."Took you long enough," she said, rolling her shoulders.Louis blinked, momentarily surprised. Then, his lips curved into a smirk."Didn’t know you were trained."Eliza scoffed, kicking one of the unconscious guards. "Please. You really think I’d be part of your world and not learn how to defend myself?"Louis’s pride in her grew tenfold."You neutralized half of them on your own?"Eliza shrugged. "Yeah, but I figured you’d want to deal with the main event."Louis grinned. "Good. Let’s go."But before they co
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Julia pushed off the tree, stepping forward. "I had a lot of time to think after our last encounter, Kindsor," she said. "I watched you take down the Phantom Alliance’s network, expose their spies, and survive Helios’s most ruthless attacks."She exhaled and met his gaze with unflinching honesty."And I realized—I was on the wrong side."Louis remained silent, studying her.Julia continued, "I came here not as an enemy, but to offer my allegiance."Eliza folded her arms. "Why should we trust you?"Julia’s smirk faded, and for the first time, there was something almost… humble about her expression."Because I want to learn," she admitted. "I want to become your disciple, Louis."The air shifted, the weight of her words settling between them.Louis arched a brow, intrigued but unconvinced. "You, Julia Yates, want to learn from me?"She nodded, her expression resolute."And why should I train you?" Louis asked, voice unreadable.Julia inhaled deeply. "Because I’m more than just a martial
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Eliza and Julia watched in stunned silence as Garvos De straightened, his golden eyes now filled with respect."You have proven yourself," Garvos De declared. "The Kindsor bloodline truly flows in your veins."Louis wiped the dust from his sleeve. "Took you long enough to figure that out."A chuckle rumbled from Garvos De’s chest. "Indeed. And for that, the Garvos family now stands with you against the Phantom Alliance."Julia smiled, her gaze flickering to Louis. "Looks like you’ll be gaining more than just a disciple."Louis glanced at Garvos De, then at Julia, before finally looking to the horizon, where his next war awaited.With the Garvos family now at his side, the Phantom Alliance had just made a critical mistake.Their greatest nightmare was now a reality.And Louis Kindsor was far from finished.The war against the Phantom Alliance had taken many forms—assassinations, cultivation duels, espionage, and sabotage—but now, it was time for economic annihilation.Phase One: The Ma
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Within hours, every major news outlet was flooded with damaging leaks about Louis Kindsor’s past—Illicit business dealings.Rumors of corporate espionage.Unverified claims of unethical takeovers.Every skeleton, every misstep from his rise to power—even fabrications—was plastered across headlines in an attempt to ruin his reputation.The narrative was clear: Louis Kindsor was a monster, an empire built on deception and ruthlessness.Public sentiment shifted.For the first time in years, doubt crept into the minds of investors, clients, and the public.The Phantom Alliance had finally found a weak spot.Or so they thought.Instead of hiding, instead of denying the allegations, Louis did something no one expected.He embraced them.🔥 Prime-Time Interview – Louis Kindsor SpeaksLouis appeared on a live global broadcast, seated calmly as the world’s most ruthless journalist, Vanessa Cole, stared him down."You’ve been accused of manipulating markets, using underhanded tactics, and elim
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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
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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
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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
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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
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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
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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
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“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
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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
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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
