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FROM DIVORCED TO BILLIONAIRE HEIR CHAPTER 40
Vivian screeched, her carefully crafted image crumbling."He's nobody! He's nothing! Ben, tell them!"But Ben stood frozen, his mouth opening and closing without sound, as the reality of his situation began to dawn on him.Even if Louis was indeed a nobody, but now, given Terminator X’s attitude, it already meant a lot.Even if he’d love to humiliate Louis, he didn’t dare offend Terminator X."This is preposterous!" Victoria found her voice."That man arrived in cheap clothes! He can't possibly be—""Enough!" Terminator X's voice boomed through the hall."One more word of disrespect toward Master Kindsor, and you'll all learn the true meaning of consequences."The golden-armored troops shifted subtly, their hands moving closer to their weapons, causing several guests to step back in fear.The opulent wedding hall fell into a stunned silence, broken only by the nervous shuffling of feet against marble floors. What could be the relationship between Terminator X and this ... ordinary
FROM DIVORCED TO BILLIONAIRE HEIR CHAPTER 41
Louis finally spoke, his calm voice somehow carrying over the chaos. "Well, this is quite a different tune from a few minutes ago, isn't it?"The crowd fell silent again, hanging on his every word.But Louis simply checked his watch and smiled faintly at the assembled gathering of once-proud elites.Now reduced to trembling shadows of their former selves.The grand wedding hall, which had moments ago been filled with threats and mockery.Now held only the sound of Ben's ragged breathing as he sat slumped in his chair, cold sweat darkening his expensive suit.This can't be happening, Vivian's thoughts raced frantically. The man I rejected... the one I looked down on... was THIS close to Terminator X?! Impossible!Her perfectly manicured hands trembled as she forced a bright, desperate smile. "Terminator X, sir," she attempted to steady her voice, "you must be here for our wedding, right? This is all an elaborate surprise before presenting your blessing?"The silence that followed w
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Commander Goh Phong replied crisply."Five minutes remaining."The once-proud wedding party devolved into a mad scramble for exits and belongings. Their earlier arrogance replaced by pure terror, while Louis stood serenely at the center of it all.As if watching nothing more significant than a change in weather.“This is ridiculous!” Vivian shrieked, her voice echoing against the marble walls. She whirled on Terminator X, her eyes wild.“You must be joking! You came here to give blessings and gifts, didn’t you? Tell me this is all some kind of elaborate joke!”Terminator X didn’t reply immediately, his cold gaze locked on her as if assessing whether she was worth his time. The silence only fueled her anger."This doesn't make sense!" Vivian's voice cracked with hysteria. "Why are you here, Terminator X? Why are you defending that bastard?Ben lunged forward, clamping his hand over her mouth. "Shut up, please!" he hissed. "Don't make things worse!"Oh god, Ben thought frantical
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“The only fraud here is you, Mrs. Gutsby.”The crowd collectively gasped, the tension in the room reaching a fever pitch.Vivian’s face twisted in fury. “How dare you speak to me like that! Do you know who I am?”Goh Phong’s lips curled into a faint smirk.“Yeah, I know exactly who you are. And frankly, it’s ... embarrassing.”She wondered how this foolish woman would react once she learnt the true identity of Louis.It would be quite dramatic.Goh Phong bet inwardly. “You—!” Vivian began, but Goh Phong cut her off.“Guards,” she said sharply, gesturing toward the nearest soldiers. “Remove her.”Two soldiers stepped forward, their imposing figures dwarfing Vivian. She stumbled back, panic flashing across her face.“Wait! You can’t do this!” she shrieked. “This is my wedding! You have no right—”“Your rights end where Master Kindsor’s patience does,” Goh Phong said coldly.Her look intimidating.“And you’ve long since exhausted it.”Vivian, however, was not so easily cowed. She
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Goh Phong sneered. "A spoiled brat who needs to learn her place!""We PAID good money for this wedding!" Vivian shrieked."You're supposed to be serving us! You should be the one being punished!"BOOM!The crowd collectively gasped."Is she actually insane?" someone whispered loudly."She's got a death wish," another guest muttered."Talking to Terminator X like that!"Ben lunged forward, trying to cover Vivian's mouth. "Vivian, please stop—""Get your hands off me!" She shoved him away violently."This is all wrong! Why are you treating Louis with respect while I'm being hit? He's the one who should be punished!"Vivian's voice grew more hysterical. "Everyone here can testify! Louis disrupted my wedding! He caused all this chaos! Tell them!" She looked around wildly. "You all saw it, didn't you?"The crowd's sympathy instantly evaporated, replaced by anger."Are you out of your mind?" a guest shouted."We all saw what really happened!""You're the one who stopped and insulted
FROM DIVORCED TO BILLIONAIRE HEIR CHAPTER 45
“She cheated on her ex-husband Louis?!”“What a shameless woman!""No wonder she's so eager to slander him!"She never mentioned any of this, Juliet thought, her mind racing. What else has she been hiding?Vivian's face contorted with rage. "You don't know anything! I—""Look at her," a guest sneered. "Still acting righteous after being exposed!""Can't even see her own faults!""A woman like you," Terminator X continued, his voice dripping with contempt, "who bites the hand that feeds her, deserves far worse than a few slaps."The atmosphere grew heavier with each revelation. The wedding guests, who had initially felt some sympathy for Vivian, now looked at her with undisguised disgust.Juliet made one last attempt. "Vivian, please, just apologize and let's go—""Never!" Vivian screamed, her makeup streaking down her face. "I won't apologize to that worthless—"Vivian's hysterical voice echoed through the room. "You're all lying! I never cheated on him! I never slandered anyo
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The world's wealthiest man taking orders?"I never thought I'd see Terminator X defer to anyone," someone whispered. "Who is Louis really?""Shut your mouth," another guest hissed.Terminator X's commanding voice cut through the whispers. "Let me make something clear."The guests collectively stiffened, their breaths held."Money might buy you access to this island," he continued, his tone glacial, "but it doesn't buy you the right to create such... embarrassing situations."Even he calls it embarrassing, Juliet thought, her eyes fixed on Louis's unreadable expression."Of course not, sir!" several guests rushed to agree."We would never dream of causing trouble!""Absolutely understood, sir!"Terminator X's gaze swept the room."Anyone who forgets this will find themselves permanently blacklisted. No future cooperation. No exceptions."The threat hung heavy in the air, mingling with the lingering scent of flowers and fear."Crystal clear, sir!""We value any business relationships!
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"Though perhaps," Terminator X added with a rare smile, "now you understand why some of us are so... protective of him.""Am I disappointing you?" Louis asked with a playful smile."Not quite the big shot you might have imagined?"Juliet shook her head, her eyes bright with interest. "Not at all! I had no idea you were so skilled in medicine. It's actually quite impressive."But something doesn't add up, she thought, studying Louis's serene expression. But what?Terminator X's sharp eyes caught Juliet's contemplative look. "Miss Juliet, if you wouldn't mind giving us a moment? I need to discuss something private with Louis.""Of course," Juliet nodded politely, though reluctance showed in her movements.As she walked toward the exit, her heels clicking against the marble floor.The remaining guests huddled near the doorway, their whispers growing bolder as they exchanged meaningful looks."Phew!”“So it was just Terminator X being grateful to his savior.” "No wonder Terminator X
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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
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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
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
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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
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
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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
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
