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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
FROM DIVORCED TO BILLIONAIRE HEIR CHAPTER 350
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
FROM DIVORCED TO BILLIONAIRE HEIR CHAPTER 351
The Phantom Alliance was crumbling. Their wealth was gone, their reputation shattered, their control slipping.But Helios had played his final card—The Sovereign.A man whispered about in dark legends, an immortal cultivator who had silently influenced world events for centuries. His name alone made the strongest warriors tremble.And now, he had set his sights on Louis Kindsor.The city skyline shimmered under the night sky as Louis stood on the rooftop of one of his few remaining strongholds. His injuries from the last battle against Garvos De were still healing, but his presence remained unshaken, unwavering.Yet tonight, something felt... off.The air grew heavier, thick with an unseen force. The world seemed to slow, as if reality itself was holding its breath.Then—A ripple in the air, like the very fabric of existence tearing open.A man stepped forward from nothingness.Dressed in ancient black robes, his long silver hair swayed in the breeze. His golden eyes gleamed like mol
FROM DIVORCED TO BILLIONAIRE HEIR CHAPTER 352
The air trembled as a radiant figure stepped forward, golden flames dancing around her like an unstoppable force of nature.Eliza.Her eyes burned with an ethereal light, her entire being radiating unshakable power.She raised her hand, and the golden flames formed a barrier between Louis and The Sovereign.The Sovereign stopped.For the first time since his arrival—he looked shaken."The Phoenix Rebirth Technique," he murmured, eyes narrowing.Louis, still trying to recover, barely managed to lift his gaze. "Eliza… what—?"She didn’t take her eyes off The Sovereign."I didn’t tell you everything, Louis," she said softly. "I am a descendant of the Phoenix Bloodline."Louis’s mind spun. The Phoenix Bloodline.A lineage that was said to have been lost to time, a power so rare that even the greatest sects had long given up on finding it.Yet here she stood—alive, awakened, and protecting him.The Sovereign stepped back, his golden eyes flickering with something Louis had never seen before
FROM DIVORCED TO BILLIONAIRE HEIR CHAPTER 353
As The Sovereign’s forces closed in on each target, expecting minimal resistance, something unexpected happened.Louis was there.Not in one place. Not in two. But in all of them. In Gonzalez City, when the assassins stormed Eleanor’s estate, they found Louis standing at the entrance, smirking.In the Garvos family stronghold, as the shadow cultivators attacked, Louis stepped forward, arms crossed.At the Kindsor intelligence network’s underground fortress, just as the bomb was about to detonate, Louis appeared, calmly disabling it with a single gesture.Everywhere The Sovereign had attacked, Louis was waiting.The Sovereign, watching from his throne, leaned forward in disbelief."This is… impossible."His forces hesitated, confused. Had Louis abandoned his cultivation to save his allies?Then, one of The Sovereign’s elite warriors, Master Fang, stepped forward in the Gonzalez City battlefield, narrowing his eyes."You can't be in all these places at once," he growled. "This must be
FROM DIVORCED TO BILLIONAIRE HEIR CHAPTER 354
The Sovereign was cornered, but not defeated.After failing to overpower Louis physically and having his plans humiliated by the Dragon’s Seven Shadows, he turned to his oldest weapon—wealth.For centuries, he had amassed fortunes beyond comprehension, silently influencing global economies, controlling corporations, and corrupting financial markets.If he couldn’t destroy Louis Kindsor through force, then he would erase him from the world of business.And so, he launched a hostile takeover of Kindsor Enterprises.The boardroom of Kindsor Enterprises was packed with corporate sharks—executives, investors, and senior officials, all summoned for an emergency vote.Louis sat at the head of the long conference table, his expression calm, unreadable.Across from him sat Victor Langston, a smug, silver-haired businessman who now acted as The Sovereign’s mouthpiece. He wore a custom-tailored suit, his wrist adorned with a diamond-encrusted watch that screamed 'bribe money'.Victor leaned back
FROM DIVORCED TO BILLIONAIRE HEIR CHAPTER 355
And then—The massive screen behind him flickered to life. The entire boardroom gasped as dozens of digital files appeared, each one revealing detailed logs, timestamps, and transaction trails.Louis gestured casually toward the screen."You see, Victor, the thing about modern business is that every move leaves a digital trail. Even when you try to erase it."Victor’s face lost its color. "W-What is this?"Louis turned to his chief technology officer, who had been sitting quietly at the end of the table."Care to explain, Mr. Warren?"The CTO smirked, tapping a few keys on his laptop. "Gladly. Over the past month, I noticed irregular access patterns in our financial systems. Turns out, some of our documents were being altered remotely."The screen zoomed in, showing the exact IP addresses and digital signatures."And where did these alterations originate from?" Louis asked.The CTO grinned. "From accounts tied directly to The Sovereign’s operatives."The room exploded into stunned wh
FROM DIVORCED TO BILLIONAIRE HEIR CHAPTER 356
Back in Kindsor Tower, Louis sat at his desk, swirling a glass of dark whiskey, watching the live challenge with a raised brow.“Fraudulence?” he muttered. “That’s rich, coming from a man who’s been hiding longer than my grandfather’s pension checks.”Eleanor stormed in seconds later, followed by Eliza, Julia, and Garvos De.“You’re not seriously going to accept that circus stunt,” Eleanor said flatly.“Why not?” Louis replied with a smirk. “He wants to turn this into a show? Fine. I’ll give him a performance he’ll never forget.”Garvos crossed his arms. “We found something. You need to see this.”A hologram flickered to life. Julia tapped through the schematics of the tournament arena—scheduled to be held in Arcadia Colosseum, a world-renowned fighting venue.“There are micro-explosives rigged into the foundation,” she said grimly. “Coded to detonate with a remote signal. There’s no way this was just about martial arts.”Eliza’s tone was colder than steel. “He’s not planning to win.
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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
