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FROM DIVORCED TO BILLIONAIRE HEIR CHAPTER 53
Meanwhile, in a quiet office on the outskirts of Apple City, Terminator X sat behind his desk, his sharp gaze fixed on Pearl Cavendish.She was as poised and enigmatic as ever, her presence commanding the room despite its unassuming decor.“How did you even get here?” Terminator asked, his tone equal parts curious and annoyed.Pearl smiled faintly, her red lips curving in amusement.“You know me, Terminator. Getting what I want has never been difficult.”“That’s not an answer,” he replied, leaning back in his chair.“It’s the only answer you’re getting.” She crossed her legs elegantly, the sharp heels of her shoes tapping against the floor.“Now, let’s cut to the chase. I want to know why Louis was exiled from the Kindsor family.”Terminator’s expression darkened. "That’s not information I’m willing to share.”"I didnt give you any option- except the truth." She clenched her teeth.“You’re persistent, I’ll give you that,” Terminator said finally, breaking the silence.“I don’t have t
FROM DIVORCED TO BILLIONAIRE HEIR CHAPTER 54
Terminator X’s expression darkened.“A month after his mother’s death, Louis was framed for an unspeakable act.He was accused of spying on his stepmother’s cousin, watching her while she bathed, and even attempting to assault her.There was no truth to it, but it didn’t matter.His father, already swayed by his second wife’s accusations, took her side without hesitation.Louis was branded guilty, and the Kindsor family turned their back on him.They exiled him from the family without a second thought.”Pearl’s eyes widened.“But Louis... he’s not capable of such things. It’s all lies.”Terminator X nodded gravely.“Exactly. It was a setup.Louis was being targeted from the moment his mother died, and his father allowed it to happen.His stepmother was behind it, always trying to bring him down in front of his father, poisoning his mind with false accusations.She’d always wanted to see him out of the picture so she could take control of the family herself.”Pearl’s hands clenched int
FROM DIVORCED TO BILLIONAIRE HEIR CHAPTER 55
Pearl leaned back in her chair, her fingers drumming against the polished desk.Marcus, her secretary, stood before her with a thick manila folder."The Blackwood Society's charity auction details," he reported, sliding the document across the desk.Pearl's eyes narrowed."Tell me everything.""It's an exclusive event," Marcus explained."The artifact you're interested in—it's definitely going to be there. Provenance confirmed, direct connection to Louis's past."She let out a soft laugh."Interesting.""Ms. Cavendish," Marcus hesitated, "are you sure about this approach?"Pearl stood up, walking to the window.The city sprawled beneath her, a complex network of streets and secrets."I'm doing this for Louis. He needs to know the truth.""Are you sure?" Marcus pressed."That's not an option," she replied sharply."Some truths are worth fighting for."Her phone buzzed. A text from her contact at the auction house."Artifact confirmed. Lot 17. Preliminary valuation attached.""Marcus,"
FROM DIVORCED TO BILLIONAIRE HEIR CHAPTER 56
"I won't let him get away with this," Vivian muttered to herself, grabbing her phone and went to the media office who could help her exact her revenge."Jake, it's Vivian. I need you to do something for me," she said as soon as the call connected."Vivian, what’s up? You’re not calling just to chat, I take it?""I’m going to expose Louis. I need you to write something about him—something that’ll show him for the manipulative fraud he really is. I’ll make sure it’s all over the media."Jake hesitated."I want to destroy him," she told Jake, the lead journalist, her voice a cold whisper.Jake adjusted his recorder. "Louis? Your ex-husband?""He humiliated my entire family," Vivian spat."Kicked us out of Necker Island just before my wedding. Made us look like complete fools.""Tell me everything," Jake prompted, his pen poised.Vivian's laugh was brittle."Louis was nothing. A nobody who used to do house chores. And now? Suddenly he's this powerful figure because of Terminator X.""Inte
FROM DIVORCED TO BILLIONAIRE HEIR CHAPTER 57
"Louis went from being someone I could order around to do household chores to thinking he's powerful. Now everyone sees him exactly as he is.""The images are killer," Jake said."Side-by-side comparisons of him in an apron versus a tailored suit. It looks like complete fraud.""That's the point," Vivian replied."I want everyone to see how he manipulated his way up. Used Terminator X's name like a stepping stone."Her phone pinged with another notification.More comments were rolling in, each more caustic than the last."'Terminator X's charity case?'" Jake read aloud."'Looks like he's just riding someone else's coattails.'""Keep tracking the reactions," Vivian instructed."I want to know every single ripple this creates."Her brother chimed in again."Your family must be feeling vindicated.""They kicked us out of Necker Island," Vivian said, her voice turning cold."Now everyone will see Louis for what he really is."Vivian sat back, taking a deep breath."This is just the beginn
FROM DIVORCED TO BILLIONAIRE HEIR CHAPTER 58
The grand ballroom buzzed with anticipation, the air thick with chatter as guests admired the glittering chandeliers and exchanged pleasantries.Near the back of the room, Louis adjusted his cufflinks, his eyes scanning the crowd.“So, she’s here,” he muttered under his breath, spotting Pearl gliding into the ballroom with her usual air of composed elegance.“Of course she’s here,” Terminator X, standing beside him, remarked dryly. “You didn’t think she’d let this auction happen without making her move, did you?”Louis sighed.“This necklace... it’s not just a piece of jewelry to her. I need to find out why.”Meanwhile, Pearl was making her way through the crowd, her every move graceful and deliberate.“Keep an eye on Vivian,” she murmured to her assistant, her voice low but firm.“She’s too quiet tonight. That only means trouble.”Her assistant nodded and slipped into the crowd.At the center of the room, Vivian sat with a glass of champagne, her sharp eyes locked on Louis.“Well, w
FROM DIVORCED TO BILLIONAIRE HEIR CHAPTER 59
Louis stood near a side entrance, lost in thought, when Pearl approached him, her steps soft but purposeful.“Louis,” she called, holding out the velvet case containing the necklace.He turned to her, his expression unreadable.“Why are you giving this to me?”Pearl sighed, lowering her voice.“This isn’t just a necklace. Look closer.”Louis hesitated but opened the case.His sharp eyes caught the delicate engraving on the underside of the pendant:For the truth, seek the Cavendish heir.His brow furrowed as he traced the words with his finger.“What does this mean, Pearl? Why is your family connected to this?”Pearl crossed her arms, her usual confidence tinged with unease.“I don’t know all the details, but this isn’t the first time my family’s name has come up in strange circumstances. When I saw this listed for the auction, I had to act.”Louis studied her carefully.“And you decided to spend five million dollars to keep it out of Vivian’s hands?”Pearl shrugged.“Five million isn
FROM DIVORCED TO BILLIONAIRE HEIR CHAPTER 60
Juliet trailed behind Louis as he left the grand ballroom, her heels clicking softly against the pavement.She tightened her coat, her eyes locked on Louis’s retreating figure.“What are you hiding, Louis?” she whispered to herself, quickening her pace to keep him in sight.The streets grew darker and narrower as Louis turned into an unfamiliar part of town.Juliet hesitated at first but pressed on, determined to uncover the truth about his connection to Pearl.“This isn’t the place for someone like you,” a gruff voice called out, making her stop abruptly.“Well, well, look what we have here,” sneered a man with a scar across his cheek.His grin was menacing as his companions closed in around her.“Let me go!” Juliet shouted, struggling against their grip.Another man laughed.“Feisty, aren’t you? But you’re out of your depth, sweetheart.”Juliet’s heart raced.“What do you want from me?”The scar-faced man leaned closer, his breath reeking of alcohol.“It’s simple. Stay away from Lou
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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
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
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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
