All Chapters of WIFE KICKED MILLIONAIRE MEDICAL GOD HUSBAND: Chapter 141
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Chapter One Hundred and Forty-One
Rotterdam’s morning light broke over the city in muted gold, reflecting off the steel and glass of the Green Accord’s headquarters. The city felt awake yet calm, the hum of wind turbines blending with the distant chatter of early commuters. Inside, the headquarters pulsed with activity — but not the frenzied energy of the past months. Now, every move was deliberate, every decision measured.Elise moved through the atrium, her eyes scanning the network terminals. The Green Network Charter had begun to thrive independently. Each regional hub — Nairobi, Kyoto, São Paulo, and beyond — operated with autonomy, yet remained interconnected, a living web of transparency and sustainability. The seeds of her vision had taken root worldwide.Margot approached, carrying a tablet filled with updates. “Elise, the Kyoto Hub just reported their first successful intercropping program combining indigenous herbs with hybrid crops. The yields are exceeding projections, and the data is already flowing into
Chapter One Hundred and Forty-Two
Elise moved through the quiet halls of the Green Accord headquarters, her footsteps soft against the polished floors. The city outside hummed faintly with morning traffic, but inside, the corridors felt suspended in purpose — a calm before the next wave of action.Though the Green Network was thriving, Elise’s mind was restless. Decentralization had succeeded, regional hubs were active, and the global framework was functioning independently. Yet the shadows of past conflicts lingered. Arlowe’s consortium was still under investigation, Keller’s remnants were in retreat but not extinct, and new corporate actors were testing the boundaries of transparency. The world was stabilizing, but the currents of challenge had not ceased.Margot approached, holding a tablet and looking unusually animated. “Elise, you’ll want to see this. The São Paulo node just reported a breakthrough — they’ve successfully integrated community-driven carbon credit tracking into local herbal farms. They’re earning
Chapter One Hundred and Forty-Three
Elise stood beneath the overhang of the Green Accord headquarters, watching droplets trace trails down the window. She felt calm, almost weightless — a rare moment of quiet amid years of forward motion. The Network was thriving. The press from the last global broadcast had been overwhelmingly positive, and dozens of independent eco-groups had joined the open framework. But with expansion came new uncertainty.Lukas appeared beside her, holding two cups of coffee. “You’re awake early,” he said gently.“I couldn’t sleep,” Elise replied, accepting a cup. “Every time I think we’ve reached balance, a new variable emerges. It’s as if success has its own momentum — and it doesn’t slow down.”He smiled faintly. “That’s what you wanted, isn’t it? A system that grows on its own?”She nodded. “Yes. But even self-sustaining systems need guardians.”The elevator chimed, and Margot stepped out, tablet in hand, her brow furrowed. “There’s something you should see,” she said, her voice clipped. “A ne
Chapter One Hundred and Forty-Four
Nairobi shimmered beneath the afternoon sun, its skyline a patchwork of glass towers and green terraces. The air was alive with energy — diplomats, scientists, and activists converging for the UN Global Sustainability Summit. Banners bearing the Green Accord emblem fluttered outside the convention center, though Elise knew this wasn’t her emblem anymore. It belonged to everyone now.As she stepped from the motorcade, she could feel the shift — the weight of recognition balanced with the tension of expectation. Cameras flashed, microphones extended, and voices called her name in a dozen accents.“Elise Sterling! Is the Network ready to be institutionalized under the UN?”“Elise, do you believe the open-source model can survive regulation?”She offered a calm, steady smile. “We’re not here to own the future,” she said. “We’re here to protect its freedom.”Inside the hall, the air was thick with chatter and polished anticipation. Rows of delegates filled the grand chamber, each wearing t
Chapter One Hundred and Forty-Five
The Nairobi sunset had long faded into a tapestry of twinkling city lights by the time Elise stepped out onto the terrace of the summit hotel. The night air carried a faint warmth, mingling with the distant scent of rain and the earthy aroma of the city’s gardens. She could hear the faint hum of traffic far below, but on this terrace, it felt as though the world had narrowed to a single point: the Green Network.Beside her, Lukas adjusted his jacket and surveyed the horizon. “You did well today,” he said quietly, his voice carrying that rare mixture of admiration and relief. “You convinced them.”Elise let out a slow breath, her eyes still on the cityscape. “It wasn’t about convincing them. It was about showing them. Evidence, transparency — the Network speaks for itself. If the world refuses to listen, there’s nothing I can do to force it.”Margot emerged from the hotel doorway, her tablet still glowing in the dim light. “The feedback from the committee was overwhelmingly positive,”
Chapter One Hundred and Forty-Six
The morning sun spilled over Nairobi’s skyline, gilding the glass towers and green rooftops in a warm glow. Elise stood at the edge of the hotel balcony, her gaze fixed on the city below. The Network had passed its biggest test yet, but she knew this was only the beginning. Momentum was powerful, and with it came new challenges.Lukas joined her silently, carrying a thick folder of reports from the night’s data analytics. “The feedback from the summit committees is already circulating,” he said, voice low. “They’re discussing pilot integration across multiple continents — Asia, Europe, South America. They want us to lead oversight for at least the next year.”Elise’s eyes didn’t leave the horizon. “Oversight, yes. Control, no. We’ve always been clear on that. The moment the Network becomes centralized, it loses its strength.”Margot arrived, tablet in hand, eyes sparkling with excitement. “They’re calling it the ‘Nairobi Accord.’ Countries are drafting regional adoption agreements. An
Chapter One Hundred and Forty-Seven
The dawn broke over the city. Elise stood at the window of their new foundation headquarters — a restored nineteenth-century building reborn as the beating heart of their green mission. The city outside hummed softly, a rhythm of bicycles, trams, and quiet industry.She’d barely slept. The launch in Nairobi had catapulted them into another dimension of influence — but also expectation. Europe now waited to see if the Green Accord could sustain itself beyond the headlines. Reports needed drafting, investors needed reassurance, and regional councils wanted to see tangible results.Lukas entered, hair still damp from the morning rain, holding two mugs of tea. “You’re up early,” he said quietly, setting one beside her.“I couldn’t stop thinking,” Elise murmured. “About scaling the farm model, about community grants, about—”“—everything,” Lukas finished for her, a faint smile touching his lips. “You don’t have to solve the world before breakfast.”Her laugh was soft but fleeting. “Tell th
Chapter One Hundred and Forty-Eight
The morning sun cut through Geneva’s glass towers, bouncing off the lake in sharp, liquid streaks of gold and silver. Elise sat at the conference room table, her laptop open, a flurry of messages and reports blinking across the screen. Even after the Geneva Exposure, the stakes had only risen. Van der Berg might have been publicly embarrassed, but someone like her never disappeared quietly.Lukas appeared beside her, carrying two mugs of tea. “We’ve got reports from the Nairobi hubs,” he said, setting one down. “Data integrity is holding, but the social sentiment analytics are spiking. People are talking about the Network, but some are asking whether we’ve overextended.”Elise rubbed her temples. “Overextended? After all the proof we’ve given?”“Yes,” Lukas said softly, watching her closely. “When the spotlight gets this bright, even small errors, misunderstandings, or miscommunications get magnified. We’re a global target now, whether we want to be or not.”Margot appeared on the vid
Chapter One Hundred and Forty-Nine
The world didn’t stay silent after Geneva. The exposure had set off a storm, investors abandoning projects, regulators tightening oversight, and journalists chasing leads. But beneath the noise, Verdant regrouped. They didn’t dissolve; they adapted.It began with whispers in South America.Lukas received the first alert at dawn — an anomaly in their Network’s Amazon hub data. Deforestation numbers had surged overnight, accompanied by unfamiliar digital signatures. Someone had accessed the ecosystem metrics through a mirrored system, rerouting the satellite feeds before the Network’s AI could flag the inconsistency.Elise joined him moments later, coffee forgotten in her hand as she scanned the live readouts. “Those aren’t random breaches. They’re rerouting climate credit flows — falsifying eco-carbon data. Verdant’s rebuilding their empire under a new name.”Sofia’s encrypted message arrived seconds later: Confirmed. Verdant has restructured under multiple shell companies. They’ve sec
Chapter One Hundred and Fifty
Rotterdam woke under a crisp, pale morning, the river reflecting sunlight in fractured gold. Elise stood on the foundation rooftop, wind tugging at her coat, her eyes scanning the horizon. The past weeks had been relentless — Verdant defeated, their Network stronger than ever, and yet the world around them still teetered on fragile trust.Lukas joined her silently, a mug of tea in each hand. “You’ve been out here for hours,” he said softly, setting one beside her.Elise didn’t turn immediately. “I’m thinking. About scale. About resilience. About the roots we’ve planted — not just the hubs, but the people.”Lukas leaned against the railing. “You mean the human element. Without it, all the tech and transparency in the world won’t hold.”Margot appeared, tablet in hand, a grin breaking her usual intensity. “Good morning, pioneers. Guess what? The Network has recorded its first million verified entries. Across all hubs. Every metric, every seed, every audit fully transparent.”Elise allow