All Chapters of The Hidden Sovereign Rises after Divorce: Chapter 171
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Chapter 171: The one responsible
Alistair looked at the bag in the receptionist's hand, then back at the two guards who were now standing with their feet shoulder-width apart, hands clasped behind their backs in a classic "eviction" stance.The irony wasn't lost on him; he had spent the night navigating a landscape of ancient hexes and poison, only to be defeated by a hotel policy.Isabella, however, did not share his sense of irony.Her face, which had been softening into a contemplative expression, instantly froze into a mask of corporate lethality."Banned?" Isabella’s voice was low, but it vibrated with a frequency that made the receptionist visibly flinch. "Do you have any idea who you are talking to?"The receptionist looked at Isabella, her eyes widening as she recognized the heiress of Diamond Incorporated. "M-Miss Heart! I... I am so sorry. We were given strict orders."“By who?” Isabella questioned.“I'm sorry, Miss Heart, but I can't disclose that information because I honestly don't know.”Alistair sighed
Chapter 172: Caleb Bolton makes an appearance
Early the next morning, a private jet landed at Haven International Airport. It belonged to none other than Caleb Bolton, patriarch of the Bolton family and Elizabeth's grandfather. He had traveled two days after Elizabeth had recovered from her illness, so he was unaware of everything that had happened since then. Having just returned, he didn't immediately head to the Bolton manor; instead, he made his way to the Manchester Hotel to visit Alistair.So, imagine his surprise when he arrived at the Manchester Hotel only to be informed that Alistair was no longer staying in the penthouse.“What?” Caleb lashed out. “What do you mean Mister Reid is gone? I'm sure I made it clear that the penthouse was his permanent residence.”“Sir, I don't know.” The receptionist said in a panicked tone.She had already messaged the manager and was hoping for him to come quickly before Caleb lost his temper. Thankfully, it didn't take long for John, the manager, to arrive. “Lord Bolton, I had no ide
Chapter 173: Do what you feel is right
Once Alistair picked his call, Caleb remarked. “My apologies. I was just informed that you left the penthouse at the Manchester Hotel last night. I had come to pay my respects.”“I left?” Alistair raised a brow. “Indeed, the manager informed me that you left without informing anyone. Forgive my insolence but is there a reason why, Mister Reid? Was the service in the Manchester Hotel lacking?”“Nothing of that sort. But I will tell you that I did not leave of my own accord. I was kicked out.” Alistair casually said.“What?!” Caleb sat up in his chair, barely able to believe what he'd just heard. “Kicked out?” “Indeed. Don't worry, I hold no grudge against you but I thought it best to let you know the truth.”“Mister Reid, I had no idea this happened. Please, allow me to handle this.”“Do what you feel is right.” Alistair simply said. With that, the call ended leaving Caleb furious.Someone actually dared to kick his honored guest out of Manchester Hotel, an establishment that he ow
Chapter 174: Back to the Bolton manor
Soon enough, Marcus returned, holding a small USB drive. "Sir, the maintenance was a sham. The manager manually overrode the cloud sync. I’ve recovered the footage. It shows the receptionist handing Mister Reid a bag while two guards escorted him out. Isabella Heart was with him."Caleb closed his eyes for a second, a dark chuckle escaping his lips. "She did it. She actually did it. She threw Mister Reid into the arms of the Heart family."He turned back to John, his expression now one of absolute dismissal. "You’re fired, John. And don't bother looking for work in this city. I’ll make sure the only thing you’re qualified to manage is a prison laundry room.""Sir, please! Miss Charlotte said—""Get him out of my sight," Caleb commanded. Two of his personal bodyguards stepped forward, seizing John by the arms and dragging him toward the exit.Caleb turned to Marcus, his voice vibrating with a new, dangerous purpose. "We are heading back to the manor. It seems my daughter-in-law has fo
Chapter 175: Masking greed with family
Caleb’s eyes were fixed solely on his daughter-in-law Charlotte Bolton.“Father, Elizabeth was just being difficult about the Cage proposal,” Charlotte began, her voice regaining some of its usual shrill confidence. “I was just trying to explain the benefits of such a—"“The only thing you will be explaining,” Caleb interrupted, stepping so close to her that she had to tilt her head back, “is why you used the Manchester Hotel to insult Alistair Reid.”Charlotte’s heart skipped a beat. The color drained from her face as if a plug had been pulled. “I'm sure I know what you mean. Mister Reid left of his own accord. John told me—"“John is currently being escorted out of my building by security,” Caleb growled. He snatched the phone he had taken from the manager and tossed it onto the coffee table.It landed with a heavy thud right next to a jade statue from the Cages. “And your call history was very illuminating.”Charlotte looked at the phone, then at the USB drive in Marcus’s hand.She
Chapter 176: Trying to gain favor
Meanwhile, over at the Chelsea Hotel, Alistair was meditating on the balcony when Isabella came to join him.“Mister Reid.” She greeted him with a warm smile. “Thank you for the accommodation this far, Miss Heart. However, I believe it is time I take my leave.” Alistair calmly remarked. “That's not a problem at all,” Isabella said. “I've already prepared a place for you to stay.”“Hmm?” Alistair raised a brow. Isabella flashed a smile as she took out two keys. One was a house key and the other, a car key. “I purchased a nice villa for you to stay in. You don't have to worry, it's in a quiet part of town so you won't be disturbed. Then, I got you a car to help with your day-to-day activities. A man of your standing shouldn't be moving around in a taxi. At least not as long as I'm around.”Alistair massaged his temples, realizing that Isabella had gone ahead to do too much. “Miss Heart…”“Mister Reid, I know you are inclined to refuse my gift, but I would like to plead that you ac
Chapter 177: A silent competition
Elizabeth's hair was windswept, and her breathing was ragged. When she saw Alistair standing there, she didn't stop until she was inches away, her eyes brimming with tears."Master! I... I came as fast as I could," Elizabeth gasped, ignoring Isabella’s presence entirely. "My grandfather... he’s back. He found out what my mother did. I'm so sorry, I had no idea my mother conspired to lock you out of the Manchester Hotel. If I had known, I would have immediately rushed over.”“That's fine. You couldn't have known what your mother planned.” Alistair calmly replied. “Hmmph, to think that the Bolton family would treat an honored guest like Mister Reid in such a manner. Honestly distasteful.” Isabella chided from the side. Elizabeth had half the mind to lash out at her but decided against it. “My mother was misguided but I am here to rectify things. Mister Reid, please come with me.” Elizabeth remarked. “There's no need for that.” Isabella quickly said. “I have already provided Mr. Reid
Chapter 178: Leaving for the alchemist competition
“I see.” Alistair nodded in understanding. “Any information on what exactly Adam Smith might want the alchemists to brew?”Beggar John shook his head. “Not at all. The Smith family has done well to keep the situation within their family under tight wraps.”“I wonder why,” Alistair muttered. “Whatever the case may be, it's turning out to be quite a big deal. In fact, I hear that some alchemists are coming together to form factions to stand a chance of winning the competition.”“That's not a problem.”“It might be.” Beggar John said, thinking Alistair didn't understand the gravity of the situation. “I heard that there might be ambushing some of the alchemists who would be coming for the competition. The more well-known names would most definitely rob any unknown alchemist that show up. I would implore you to be careful, Mister Reid.” Alistair chuckled, not at all surprised by what he'd heard. “Don't worry, I'll handle the situation, whatever it may be.”John remarked. “Perhaps you wo
Chapter 179: A pathetic ambush
Alchemists were setting up traps for their fellow alchemists to prevent them from arriving at the manor in time for the competition. It was quite pathetic. Alistair looked at the group of five masked men blocking the road.They were dressed in reinforced tactical gear, but the faint, pungent smell of sulfur and charcoal clinging to their clothes gave them away.These weren't professional mercenaries; they were "Fire-Attendants"—martial artists who served as bodyguards and furnace-stokers for mid-level Alchemists."You're making a mistake," Alistair said, his voice flat. He didn't even bother to take his hands out of his pockets. "The competition hasn't even started, and you're already wasting your energy on road-blocking.""Energy?" the leader of the group laughed, hefting a heavy iron mace that hummed with a low, vibrational heat. "Kid, you're driving a car that costs more than most of our sects' annual budgets. If you're 'Grandmaster Zen,' then I'm the Emperor of the Jade Heavens.
Chapter 180: Single act of defiance
The man’s eyes bulged. "It's... It's the Iron Cauldron Sect! Their young master, Zhang Wei, wants to clear out all the 'independents' before Adam Smith arrives! They've set up three more ambushes ahead!"Alistair let go, and the leader crumpled to the ground, gasping for air. "The Iron Cauldron Sect. I've heard of them. Mediocre alchemists with a talent for bullying."He walked back to his car and climbed in, revving the engine. "Go back to your master. Tell him 'Grandmaster Zen' is coming. And tell him to bring a better grade of poison next time. This one was boring."Alistair floored the accelerator, the Porsche screaming as it tore through the roadblock, leaving the masked men in a cloud of dust.As he drove toward the villa, he checked the invitation again.Adam Smith was a man of high standards, and if the competition had already devolved into a brawl, he wondered what was waiting at the manor.The fact that this was happening within the manor grounds meant that Adam Smith was co