All Chapters of My Revenge Begins With a Divorce: Chapter 1
- Chapter 10
20 chapters
Chapter 1: The Final Insult
"Sign it, Leon. Don't make this more pathetic than it already is."Sarah Miller tossed a thick blue folder onto the mahogany table. The sound of the paper hitting the wood was like a gunshot in the quiet VIP lounge of the Hilton.Leon Ardent looked down at the document. "Divorce? Today? It is our third anniversary, Sarah.""Anniversary?" Sarah let out a cold, sharp laugh. "You think I care about three years of wasted time? Look at you, Leon. Look at your suit. Look at your shoes. You look like a ghost wandering through a palace.""I did everything you asked," Leon said quietly. "I stayed home. I took care of your parents. I managed the household so you could focus on the company.""And that is exactly the problem!" Martha Miller, Leon’s mother-in-law, stepped forward from the shadows. Her face was twisted in a permanent sneer. "You are a house-husband. A servant with a marriage certificate. My daughter is now the CEO of a multi-million dollar firm. She needs a lion by her side, not a
Chapter 2: The World Collapses
"Cancel the Miller Group’s existence by noon tomorrow, and tell the Vance family that if they want to survive the night, they must bring me Julian’s head on a silver platter."The elevator doors hissed shut, cutting off Leon’s cold command. The silence that followed in the VIP lounge was heavier than a tomb."Leon! Open this door! Leon!" Sarah screamed, her fists pounding against the polished gold surface."Sarah, stop it. You’re embarrassing yourself," Julian said, though his voice was trembling. He was staring at his phone, his face the color of chalk."Embarrassing myself? Did you hear what he said, Julian? He thinks he can destroy my company by noon! He’s a house-husband! He’s a loser who spends his days buying kale and organic eggs!""Sarah..." Julian whispered, his hands shaking so violently the phone nearly slipped from his grip."What? Why are you looking at me like that? It was a prank. It has to be a prank. He hired those actors. He probably spent his entire divorce settleme
Chapter 3: The Sovereign’s Court
"He wants to know if you think Julian’s head will look better in gold or silver."The messenger’s voice faded into the sound of the pouring rain, leaving Sarah Miller paralyzed in the filthy alleyway. She watched the screen as the massive wrecking ball smashed through the glass of her office. The Miller Group logo, the symbol of her pride, shattered into a thousand jagged pieces."No! Stop it! My files! My life is in that building!" Sarah shrieked.The man in the hoodie didn't answer. He simply folded the tablet and stepped back into the shadows. "The Young Master says the trash belongs in the bin, Ms. Miller. You should start looking for yours.""Wait! Come back! Give me your phone! I need to call him!"Sarah lunged forward, but her high heels caught in a drain cover. she fell hard, her silk gown soaking up the stagnant water of the gutter. When she looked up, the alley was empty. Only the distant sound of her own crumbling empire echoed in the night.Meanwhile, five miles away, a fl
Chapter 4: The New Queen's Shadow
"They want to know if the Sovereign is looking for a new Queen."Elena’s voice lingered in the cold, sterile air of the War Room. The remaining billionaires held their breath, their eyes darting between the woman in white and the man who held their lives in his hands.Leon Ardent leaned back, a faint, dangerous smile playing on his lips. "A Queen, Elena? I just finished burying a ghost. Why would I want to invite another one into my palace?""Because a Sovereign without a consort is seen as a conqueror, My Lord," Elena replied, her tone professional yet daring. "But a Sovereign with a Queen is a Dynasty. The Thorne family gala is not just a party. It is an audition. Every high-ranking family in the country is currently grooming their daughters for you.""Let them groom," Leon said, his eyes turning to the city lights outside. "I’m not looking for a doll in a silk dress. I’m looking for a sword.""Then you have already found one," Elena said, bowing her head."We shall see," Leon stood
Chapter 5: The Invitation to Hell
"Send the dress to the alley."Leon’s command still echoed in Elena’s mind as she stood in the center of the Sovereign Estate’s grand dressing room. Ten world-class tailors stood around her, their hands trembling as they adjusted the hem of a gown made from liquid silver and crushed diamonds."Is the shade to your liking, Ms. Thorne?" the lead tailor whispered.Elena looked at her reflection. She didn't see a woman. She saw a weapon wrapped in silk. "The shade is perfect. It looks like moonlight on a blade.""The Sovereign has excellent taste," the tailor added, bowing low."The Sovereign doesn't have taste," Elena corrected him, her eyes cold. "He has an agenda. This dress is not for beauty. It is for dominance."The doors to the dressing room opened, and Albert stepped in, holding a small black velvet box. The tailors quickly gathered their tools and retreated, sensing the shift in the room’s energy."The Young Master sends his regards, Ms. Thorne," Albert said, opening the box. Ins
Chapter 6: The Feast of the Fallen
The Thorne Grand Ballroom was a cathedral of light and arrogance. Thousands of candles flickered in crystal chandeliers, casting a golden glow over the most powerful men and women in the country. They moved like silk-clad sharks, whispering about the rumor that had paralyzed the nation: The Sovereign had returned."Look at them, Albert," Leon said, standing on the mezzanine balcony. He was dressed in a black velvet tuxedo with a silk lapel, his silhouette sharp against the white marble. "They are terrified. They spent three years carved out my father’s empire, and now they are wondering if I have come to take the knife back.""The knife is already in your hand, Young Master," Albert replied, checking his pocket watch. "The Capital Families have arrived. Silas Crawford is downstairs, pretending he hasn't lost his offshore accounts.""And the girl?""She is at the service entrance," Albert said, a hint of pity in his voice. "The guards reported that she tried to enter through the main f
Chapter 07: The Bloodline’s Curse
"Leave her. She finally found her place in the trash. Let her stay there."The elevator doors hissed shut, burying Sarah’s broken laughter beneath the sound of luxury machinery. Leon Ardent stood in the center of the lift, his reflection in the gold-plated walls looking like a stranger."You seem restless, Young Master," Albert said, not looking up from his tablet."Restless?" Leon adjusted his cuffs. "I just deleted a decade of filth from this city. I should feel light.""And do you?""I feel like the air is getting thinner, Albert. My aunt Lydia didn't come here just for a gala. She came to witness a funeral. But whose?"The elevator reached the penthouse. The doors opened to a command center buzzing with elite Syndicate operators. Elena Thorne was already there, her white suit stained with a single drop of wine from the ballroom."My Lord, the decryption is finished," Elena said, her voice unusually tight."And?" Leon walked toward the main console. "Show me the offshore accounts L
Chapter 8: The Ghost Fleet
"Tell him I hope he likes the smell of ash. Because I’m coming for his throne, and I’m bringing hell with me."The words hung in the frigid, rain-lashed air of the park long after the silver helicopter had vanished into the thunderclouds. Leon Ardent stood motionless, the mud seeping into his thousand-dollar shoes, his gaze fixed on the empty sky."The tracking signal from Sarah’s dress is dead, My Lord," Elena said, her voice shaking as she stepped out of the sedan. "They must have scanned her for bugs the second she crossed the threshold of that chopper.""It doesn't matter," Leon said. His voice was a low, terrifying hum. "We don't need a tracker to find a war.""Sir, the European High Council has already issued a no-fly zone over the Atlantic for all non-scheduled Syndicate flights," Albert reported, his eyes glued to his tablet. "Marcus moved faster than we anticipated. He’s locking the gates before we can even leave the driveway.""Then we don't fly," Leon said, finally turning
Chapter 9: The Abyss Stares Back
The Mediterranean was a cold, indifferent tomb.Sixty feet below the surface, the wreckage of the stealth transport was pinned against a jagged reef. Bubbles escaped from the cracked cockpit like the last gasps of a dying beast. Inside, the emergency red lights flickered, casting a bloody hue over Leon Ardent’s face."Albert," Leon croaked, his voice muffled by the water filling his lungs.There was no response. Albert was slumped against the co-pilot seat, unconscious, his head bleeding from the impact.Leon felt the crushing weight of the ocean pressing against his chest. His lungs burned. His vision was beginning to tunnel into a black void. For a moment, the image of Sarah laughing in her cheap red dress flashed before his eyes. Then, the image of Elena Thorne, waiting in the command center, holding the line.Not like this, Leon thought. I didn't survive three years of dirt to drown in silk.He reached into his tactical vest and pulled out a small, pressurized oxygen canister. He
Chapter 10: The Siege of Northwood
The Thorne Group headquarters stood like a glass lighthouse against the dark, rainy skyline of Northwood. Inside the penthouse office, Elena Thorne adjusted the Heart of the Abyss necklace. The blue stone felt heavy, a cold weight against her skin that reminded her of the man the world thought was dead."The perimeter is quiet, Ms. Thorne," a security voice crackled over the intercom."Too quiet, Marcus," Elena replied, staring at the security monitors. "The Capital Families don't accept defeat. They certainly don't accept a woman holding the keys to the city’s treasury.""We have thirty elite guards on the floor, and the elevator is locked down," the head of security assured her. "No one is getting through without a clearance code."Elena didn't look convinced. She walked over to the floor-to-ceiling window. Down below, the streets were empty. But in the shadows of the alleyways, she saw the faint, rhythmic pulse of infrared lasers."They’re already here," Elena whispered.Suddenly,