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FROM DIVORCED TO BILLIONAIRE HEIR CHAPTER 69
The headline splashed across every major media outlet was as damning as it was sensational.“Louis Kindsor Linked to Multi-Million Dollar Fraud Scheme.” The accompanying exposé detailed forged documents implicating Louis in a series of shady corporate deals, all carefully orchestrated to bring his reputation crashing down.Pearl read the leaked documents over and over, her sharp mind picking apart the inconsistencies and recognizing Vivian’s hand in the fabrication."This isn’t just an attack," Pearl murmured to herself, her fingers drumming against the desk."It’s an execution."Later that day, Pearl held a press conference, her poise commanding attention as she addressed the gathered reporters."Thank you all for coming," she began, her voice clear and unwavering."I’m here to set the record straight regarding the allegations against Louis Kindsor."The crowd buzzed with anticipation.Cameras clicked, capturing every angle of her elegant yet determined expression."The documents in
FROM DIVORCED TO BILLIONAIRE HEIR CHAPTER 70
At the same time, Juliet watched the chaos unfold from a distance, her emotions in turmoil.She sat in her apartment, scrolling through the latest headlines, her brow furrowed.The image of Pearl standing confidently at the podium replayed in her mind."She’s incredible," Juliet murmured, then immediately frowned, her fingers gripping her phone tightly."Or maybe she’s just... foolish?"Her thoughts warred within her.Pearl’s actions were undeniably brave, but the way she stood by Louis made Juliet’s stomach churn."She’s doing it for him," Juliet whispered, biting her lip."But why does that bother me so much? I’m not even his..." She trailed off, unwilling to finish the thought.Juliet clutched the printed photograph in her hand as she approached storefront of an underground art dealer known only as “Tanner.”The location, tucked away in a rundown part of the city, was a stark contrast to the world of luxury and intrigue she’d been navigating lately.Her nerves prickled, but her det
FROM DIVORCED TO BILLIONAIRE HEIR CHAPTER 71
Louis sat in his study, mind was racing, thoughts tangled in a web of suspicion, paranoia, and frustration.The photo of him and Pearl, the one that had caused so much turmoil between him and Juliet, had seemed like the key to unraveling the mystery.But now, it was only one piece of a much larger puzzle.He leaned back in his chair, rubbing his temples as Terminator X entered the room."We’ve almost got him, Louis," Terminator X said, holding up a report."The art dealer we tracked down, Tanner, has been our best lead so far.We’ve traced his movements and connections. We were closing in on the one who doctored the image."Louis’s eyes narrowed"Almost?""Yeah," Terminator X replied grimly."But before we could get to him, he’s dead. Found in his apartment this morning. No signs of forced entry, but it’s clear it was no accident."Louis’s heart sank."Dead? But why—""There’s more," Terminator X continued, cutting him off."He left a note behind, just before his death. One line: 'The
FROM DIVORCED TO BILLIONAIRE HEIR CHAPTER 72
Juliet walked briskly down the quiet street, her heart racing with a mix of anxiety and determination.After what had happened at the warehouse, she couldn’t shake the feeling of fear . But She had to know the truth about Louis—and Pearl.The photograph that had plagued her thoughts, the rumors swirling about their relationship—it all led back to Tanner.She’d gone to Tanner’s apartment for answers, thinking he was the key to unreveal the mystery.But this time, as she arrived, something felt different.The usual quiet of the building was replaced by flashing police lights.Officers milled around outside, and the building was taped off with caution signs."What happened?" she asked, walking toward the police officer who stood nearby.The officer glanced at her briefly, then turned his attention back to the building."There’s been a murder. We’re investigating."Juliet froze, her blood running cold.Murder? Tanner? Had he been killed because of the secrets he knew?Her stomach twisted
FROM DIVORCED TO BILLIONAIRE HEIR CHAPTER 73
Louis gripped the necklace tightly as he approached the Kindsor estate, the weight of its engraved coordinates pressing on his mind.Beside him, Terminator X leaned against a sleek black SUV, waiting near the edge of the estate’s sprawling grounds. "You’re late," Terminator X muttered, his arms crossed."I’ve been scouting the area. The hidden chamber is close. I can feel it."Louis nodded, his jaw set with determination."Let’s not waste any more time. If this chamber holds what we think it does, it could change everything."Together, they navigated through the estate grounds, using the necklace’s coordinates as their guide.The Kindsor estate was vast, with meticulously maintained gardens, towering hedges, and ornate architecture that whispered of old money and dark secrets.Despite its beauty, Louis felt only a cold unease.After nearly an hour of searching, Terminator X stopped abruptly, pointing to a weathered stone wall partially obscured by overgrown ivy."Here," he said, pull
FROM DIVORCED TO BILLIONAIRE HEIR CHAPTER 74
The figure stepped forward, revealing a masked individual clad in black.His movements were deliberate, the gun steady in his grip."You’ve dug too deep, Louis Kindsor," the figure said, his voice distorted through a voice modulator."Turn around and walk away, or this ends here."Louis straightened, his fury boiling just beneath the surface."You think you can scare me? Do you have any idea how far I’m willing to go for the truth?"The figure chuckled coldly."The truth won’t save you. It will bury you."Terminator X, ever the strategist, spoke next."You don’t want to do this. Pull that trigger, and you’ll have the entire Kindsor estate crawling with investigators. Even your bosses won’t be able to protect you."The figure hesitated, his gun lowering slightly."You’re playing a dangerous game, both of you. This isn’t about justice. It’s about survival. And you’re out of your depth."Louis took a step forward, his eyes locked on the masked man."If you’re here, it means Edward knows
FROM DIVORCED TO BILLIONAIRE HEIR CHAPTER 75
Louis grabbed his coat, his movements sharp and deliberate."Vivian’s people are targeting you now. I need to get you somewhere safe."Juliet frowned, her frustration bubbling over."Safe? You think I’m just going to sit back and let you control everything? I deserve to know the truth!""I’ll explain everything later," Louis promised, his tone softer now."But right now, we need to move."Juliet shook her head, stepping back toward the door."No, Louis. I’ve had enough of being in the dark. I’ll handle myself.""Juliet, don’t be stubborn," he warned, but she was already out the door, heading to her car.Juliet’s grip on the steering wheel tightened as she drove aimlessly, her mind a storm of emotions.The streetlights cast long shadows across the deserted road, and she couldn’t shake the feeling that she was being watched.She pulled into a quiet parking lot to gather her thoughts, her breathing uneven.Suddenly, a shadow moved across her rearview mirror.Before she could react, the p
FROM DIVORCED TO BILLIONAIRE HEIR CHAPTER 76
Vivian leaned back in her luxurious chair, a glass of champagne in hand, her lips curling into a triumphant smile as she watched the latest news broadcast.Reporter: "Breaking news: Leaked emails suggest Louis Kindsor may have ties to international criminal organizations. Allegations of money laundering and illicit deals are spreading like wildfire."Ben sat across from her, his laptop open to a forum where the smear campaign was gaining traction."The global response is better than we expected. Social media’s ablaze, and even his staunchest allies are starting to distance themselves.""Good," Vivian said, raising her glass."Let’s keep pouring fuel on the fire. Louis Kindsor won’t just lose his reputation; he’ll lose everything."The centerpiece of their campaign was a set of falsified emails supposedly exchanged between Louis and several notorious criminal organizations.The emails detailed fabricated deals involving money laundering, illegal arms trading, and even human trafficking
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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
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
