All Chapters of The Hidden Sovereign Rises after Divorce: Chapter 211
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Chapter 211: Forced to beg for mercy
Mirabel trembled, realizing a bit too late that she had overstepped and offended the heiress of the Bolton family. “Miss Bolton, please forgive me, I was a bit too muddle-headed just now.” Mirabel pleaded. Just then, Tristan stepped forward. “Miss Bolton, isn't this a bit too harsh? Mirabel was only trying to look out for you?” Elizabeth glared at him. “What's your name?”Seeing an opportunity to introduce himself, Tristan remarked. “Tristan Cole. I…”“Come closer,” Elizabeth said, cutting Tristan off.“That…”“I said, ' Come closer,” Elizabeth repeated.Unsure of what to expect, Tristan stepped forward only for Elizabeth to unleash three slaps on his cheek in quick succession.The sharp cracks of the three slaps echoed through the boutique like consecutive whip cracks, leaving a ringing silence in their wake. Tristan stumbled back, his ears humming and his vision swimming.A bright, angry crimson began to bloom across his cheeks, perfectly tracing the outline of Elizabeth’s finge
Chapter 212: Kicked out
"They are to be blacklisted. From this store, from this mall, and from every Bolton-affiliated establishment in Haven. If I see their names on a guest list, that venue loses our patronage." Elizabeth said to Sterling, referring to Sara, Tristan, and Mirabel.Tristan looked as if he were about to faint.A blacklist from the Boltons and Smiths was a social death sentence."Alistair..." Sara whispered, looking up at him with tear-filled eyes, pleading for him to say something—anything—to stop the nightmare unfolding.Alistair, who had been watching the scene with the detached curiosity of someone watching an ant farm, finally spoke."Elizabeth, that's enough," he said. His voice wasn't loud, but it instantly cut through the tension. "I didn't come here for a drama. I came for a suit."Elizabeth immediately bowed her head, her fiery demeanor vanishing as she turned back into the respectful disciple. "I apologize, Master. I let my temper get the better of me."“It's alright. Come on, let's
Chapter 213: A nightmarish shopping experience
“This is all that bastard Alistair's fault. Because of him, we got humiliated and now we've been banned from DuMont, one of the top clothing brands in the city. I can't believe someone like Elizabeth Bolton would take his side!” Mirabel said in annoyance.“That's enough, Mirabel.” Sara chided her. “It was your fault for taking things too far.”“What? My fault? Didn't you also say that Alistair was in the store to steal? So how is it my fault?” Sara glared at Mirabel, shutting her up in the process.“Let's just leave this place. We can try someplace else.” Tristan said while barely managing to keep his true feelings in check.Though he feigned calmness, inwardly, he was a raging storm.This was the second time that Alistair humiliated him in public.It was supposed to be his time to shine but Alistair ended up one-upping him.But Tristan wasn't about to give up.He swore in his heart that next time, Alistair, who's the fool that's humiliated, not him.Meanwhile, Sara was also struggli
Chapter 214: Accosted by demonic cultivators
Noticing this, Elizabeth asked. “Is everything okay, Master Reid?”“No.” Alistair calmly said as he slowly brought the car to a stop. The road they followed was usually busy yet tonight, it was quite empty.Not only that but there was a foul aura in the air. That was enough to let Alistair know that something was wrong. “Stay in the car.” Alistair calmly said as he opened the door and stepped out of the car. Elizabeth felt a bit tense but since Alistair was with her, she didn't worry too much.Alistair walked to the front of the car and then remarked. “Are you going to keep hiding or are you going to show yourselves?”Silence and then, they emerged from their hiding spots. These were nothing like the people that attacked him back at the Smith's residence. They were bonafide assassins, radiating a bloody aura which was something that only those who had killed a lot could manifest.There was a lot of blood on their hands.But that wasn't the only thing.Alistair caught a whiff of
Chapter 215: A one-sided massacre
"Master Reid," the leader hissed, his body beginning to blur as he gathered his qi. "We know you possess a strange power, otherwise you wouldn't have interfered in the way you have. But Haven is currently the nexus of a great ritual. The 'Six Paths' are converging, and we cannot have a wild card like you interfering. If you won't join us, and you won't leave... then you are simply fuel for the Altar.""A ritual?" Alistair's eyes sharpened, the faint golden glow beginning to intensify."Enough talk! Kill him!" the leader roared.The shadows lunged.The scarred assassin reached Alistair first, his blade whistling through the air in a decapitating arc.Alistair didn't even raise his hands.He simply shifted his weight, the blade missing his throat by a fraction of a millimeter. Before the assassin could recover, Alistair struck a single finger against the man’s chest.A dull *thud* echoed, followed by the sound of glass shattering.The assassin’s eyes widened, the demonic qi surrounding
Chapter 216: Dinner in the Bolton household
“A demonic cultivator like you with so much blood on his hands dares to ask for mercy?” Alistair's expression darkened. “Don't make me laugh.” In the SUV, Elizabeth had a feeling something bad was about to happen so she immediately closed her eyes and buried her head between her legs.Yet even then, she had a horrifying agonizing scream not too long after that sent chills down her spine. A few minutes later, Alistair returned and got into the driver's seat. “You're back,” Elizabeth muttered as she glanced at him. “My apologies for taking so long.” Alistair calmly said. “It's alright, you had things to do,” Elizabeth said.Then, she asked. “Who were those people?” “Not sure yet. Before I could interrogate their leader, he died. Someone must have placed a seal that prevents him from revealing what he knows.” Alistair said with a deep frown.What this meant was that whatever was happening in Haven was quite the rabbit hole. He could ignore it and continue his plans to leave but th
Chapter 217: Burned down
As Elizabeth and Alistair arrived at the latter's residence, they quickly discovered a serious problem.The house had been burned down.“This…” Elizabeth could hardly believe what she was seeing as she got out of her car.Alistair furrowed his brows as he got down as well.This was hardly a small fire as the entire building was charred black. “Master…”“It seems the assassins from last night weren't the only ones sent after me,” Alistair remarked with a deep frown. He walked into the compound only to come across the ruined remains of the Porsche Isabella had gotten for him and worst of all, the corpse of the valet that was supposed to have brought his car home. Alistair's expression darkened immensely at the sight. “Oh my goodness,” Elizabeth muttered as she saw the corpse, placing a hand over her mouth. “Stay close to me,” Alistair remarked, and Elizabeth immediately did as instructed. He couldn't be certain that the assassins were gone, so sending Elizabeth to stay in the car
Chapter 218: Moving
"Security won't stop the people who did this, Elizabeth," Alistair replied, his voice a low hum. "But it will provide a quiet place to work."The memory of the assassin leader's death played back in his mind—the way the man's eyes had turned into pools of black ink before his soul was forcibly extinguished from within.A Soul-Lock Seal.It was a high-level demonic technique, one that required the caster to be at least at the Core Formation stage or higher.If such a person were in Haven, the "Great Ritual" Elizabeth’s attackers mentioned was far more advanced than he had initially feared.As they pulled into the driveway of the beach house, the scenery shifted dramatically.The house was a sprawling, modern masterpiece of glass and white stone, perched precariously on a cliff overlooking the churning Atlantic."It's beautiful," Elizabeth whispered as she cut the engine.Alistair stepped out, his eyes immediately scanning the perimeter.He didn't look at the architecture; instead, he s
Chapter 219: Loan request gone wrong
“Okay, that's fine. I'll try and make sure I finish up on time.” Sara said to Alistair. “Okay.”With that, the call ended and Alistair got into the Changan SUV and drove out, making his way towards Heir Microfinance. Meanwhile, over at the bank, Sara was preparing for a meeting. Dressed in a navy blue corporate gown with minimal makeup, she seemed to be in deep thought.Just then, a young lady approached her.“Miss Connor.”“Hmm?”“Yes, come with me please, Mister Titus will attend to you now.”“Alright, thank you.” Sara said.Then, she accompanied the lady, swiftly making her way to the office at the top of the building. The person she came to see was the owner of Heir Microfinance and someone who had helped with a loan previously. Inside, the air was thick with the scent of expensive cigars and the cheap, predatory ambition of its owner.“Mister Titus, I’ll be direct,” Sara began. “I need a loan of five million to be paid back in two months."Mister Titus didn't even bother to
Chapter 220: How much is your life worth?
Sara didn't hesitate.As Titus lunged at her, she pivoted and delivered a brutal kick directly into his groin.Titus collapsed like a folding chair, a choked, wet gasp escaping his throat as he hit the floor.He curled into a pathetic ball, his face turning a deep shade of violet as he struggled to find air.“You’re pathetic,” Sara coldly said.She didn't look back as she swung the mahogany door open, nearly colliding with Alistair.He was standing in the hallway, his posture relaxed but his eyes sharp, wearing an inquisitive expression.“What are you doing here?” Sara snapped, her chest heaving.Alistair’s gaze drifted past her shoulder to the man writhing on the floor of the suite. “I came to meet you for the counselor's appointment. I thought we were going together.”He paused, his voice dropping an octave. “Is everything okay?”“We’re leaving. Now,” Sara ordered, brushing past him and ignoring the heat rising in her face.“You’re not going anywhere!” Titus’s voice cracked into a h