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FROM DIVORCED TO BILLIONAIRE HEIR CHAPTER 189
Juliet hesitated, then nodded.“You’re right. I just… I hate feeling powerless.”Pearl gave a small smile.“So do I. But power comes from keeping your cool, even when everything’s falling apart.”The next morning, a plain brown package arrived at Louis’s office.It was unmarked, save for a handwritten note that simply read: For your eyes only.Louis opened it carefully, his heart sinking as he pulled out a photograph.It was an old, faded image of his mother, standing next to a tall man whose face was obscured by the shadow of a wide-brimmed hat.The caption beneath the photo sent a chill down his spine: She knew.Louis stared at the image, his mind racing.What did she know? And why is The Broker showing me this now?Pearl and Terminator X entered the office, their conversation stopping as they saw Louis’s expression.“What is it?” Pearl asked.Wordlessly, Louis handed her the photo.She studied it, her eyes narrowing.“That’s your mother?”Louis nodded. “And that’s him. The Broker.”
FROM DIVORCED TO BILLIONAIRE HEIR CHAPTER 190
The team worked quickly to prepare for the infiltration.Juliet and Pearl sourced disguises and created fake identities to gain entry, while Terminator X hacked into the club’s security systems to monitor from a distance.“This place is a fortress,” Terminator X said as he scanned the blueprints.“Facial recognition at the door, armed guards inside. Once you’re in, you’re on your own.”Louis adjusted his cufflinks, his expression set.“We’ll make it work.”Pearl handed him an earpiece.“You’ll have a line to us, but keep it subtle. If they catch you, we won’t be able to get you out easily.”Juliet slipped on a sleek black dress, her demeanor shifting into the confidence of someone who belonged in the elite circles.“Ready?”Louis nodded.“Let’s do this.”The Obsidian Circle was a masterpiece of opulence and secrecy.Chandeliers of black crystal hung from the ceiling, their light refracting in eerie patterns across the room.Guests in tailored suits and designer dresses moved with prac
FROM DIVORCED TO BILLIONAIRE HEIR CHAPTER 191
Before Louis could respond, a soft chime echoed through the club.Elias stood abruptly, smoothing his suit.“Looks like our time is up,” Elias said.“Be careful, Louis. The Broker is always three steps ahead.”As Elias disappeared into the crowd, Louis turned to Juliet, his jaw tight.“We need to leave. Now.”Juliet nodded, but her eyes betrayed her concern.“What now?”“Now,” Louis said, his voice filled with resolve, “we find out everything my mother was hiding.”Outside, Pearl’s voice came through the earpiece.“You’ve got company—two operatives heading your way.”Louis paced the length of the dimly lit safehouse, his mind spinning with the revelations Elias had dropped at The Obsidian Circle.Pearl and Juliet sat on opposite ends of the room, their expressions a mix of concern and frustration as they watched him.“I still can’t believe it,” Louis muttered, the photograph of his mother clutched in his hand.“She was working with The Broker. How could I not know?”Juliet, her arms c
FROM DIVORCED TO BILLIONAIRE HEIR CHAPTER 192
As the group digested Elias’s warning, Terminator X entered the room, holding a tablet.His expression was grim.“We’ve got a bigger problem.”“What now?” Louis asked, bracing himself.“I found a paper trail,” Terminator X said, placing the tablet on the table.“The Broker’s been making deals with one of your biggest rivals—Carter Industries.”Juliet’s eyes widened.“Carter Industries? They’ve been trying to muscle into Apple City’s financial sector for years.”“Exactly,” Terminator X continued.“But it’s more than just a partnership. The Broker is funneling money and resources to Carter Industries. If they succeed, they’ll control the city’s financial network—and The Broker will control them.”Pearl leaned over the tablet, scanning the documents.“He’s building a monopoly. If we don’t stop this, he won’t just destroy us—he’ll own the entire city.”Louis’s hands clenched into fists.“Then we take the fight to him.”Elias cleared his throat, drawing the group’s attention.“If you’re go
FROM DIVORCED TO BILLIONAIRE HEIR CHAPTER 193
The tension in the AAA Group’s war room was palpable.Louis stood at the center, staring at the holographic map of Apple City, marked with points of attack and suspected locations tied to The Broker’s operations.Juliet and Pearl were seated at opposite ends of the table, their stiff postures reflecting the widening rift between them.“This isn’t working,” Juliet said sharply, breaking the silence.“We can’t keep tiptoeing around The Broker. We need to bring this into the open, expose him for what he’s doing.”Pearl, her tone measured but pointed, countered, “And risk tipping him off to everything we know? That’s exactly what he wants—to bait us into making impulsive decisions.”Juliet’s eyes flashed.“This isn’t impulsive. It’s strategy. People need to know what’s happening. The more we wait, the more he gains the upper hand.”“And if we go public without solid evidence?” Pearl asked.“He’ll twist the narrative, paint us as the aggressors, and we’ll lose any leverage we have.”Louis
FROM DIVORCED TO BILLIONAIRE HEIR CHAPTER 194
Pearl leaned closer to the screen.“What are they doing?”“Setting charges,” Terminator X said.“They’re going to burn the place to the ground.”Juliet stood abruptly.“We need to move now. If we act fast, we can stop them.”Pearl’s expression remained calm but firm.“If we rush in without a plan, we’ll walk straight into their trap.”Juliet shot her a glare.“We don’t have time for one of your plans, Pearl. People’s lives and livelihoods are at stake.”Louis stepped between them, his voice cutting through the argument.“Both of you, stop. We’re going in, but we’re doing it smart. Terminator X, get us a detailed layout of the facility. Juliet, prepare the evacuation protocols. Pearl, coordinate with emergency services.”For a moment, the room was still, and then everyone moved into action, though the tension between Juliet and Pearl lingered like a storm cloud.By the time the team arrived at the logistics hub, it was already too late.Flames licked at the edges of the massive warehou
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The air in the safehouse was heavy with tension.Louis stood at the center of the room, his arms crossed, while Juliet and Pearl sat at opposite ends of the table, avoiding each other’s gaze.Terminator X monitored a bank of screens in the corner, his fingers flying across the keyboard.Louis broke the silence, his tone resolute.“We can’t keep fighting each other. That’s exactly what The Broker wants.”Juliet crossed her arms, her tone sharp.“I’m not the one playing politics instead of focusing on the fight.”Pearl raised an eyebrow, her voice calm but pointed.“And I’m not the one rushing into situations without thinking.”Louis slammed his hand on the table, startling them both.“Enough. You’re both right—and you’re both wrong. We can’t win this if we’re divided.”He took a deep breath, his voice softening.“I’ve been thinking a lot about my mother. About what she sacrificed to protect this city. And what she gave up to try and stop The Eternals.”Juliet and Pearl exchanged a glan
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Juliet studied the plan, her skepticism evident.“And what if he doesn’t take the bait?”Louis met her gaze.“Then we’ll adapt. But he will. He can’t resist a chance to control something as powerful as the relic fragments.”Pearl tapped her fingers on the table.“And what’s the plan when he shows up?”Louis pulled up a blueprint of the location they’d chosen—a sprawling, abandoned warehouse on the edge of the city.“We’ll be waiting for him. The warehouse has plenty of vantage points, escape routes, and places to hide our people. He won’t see us coming.”As the team finalized the plan, Juliet and Pearl’s underlying tension bubbled to the surface again.“This has to be a coordinated effort,” Juliet said, her tone firm.“If we’re not in sync, it’ll fall apart.”Pearl smirked faintly.“So long as you don’t go rogue again, we should be fine.”Juliet bristled.“You still don’t trust me, do you?”Pearl’s voice remained calm, but there was an edge to it.“Trust isn’t the issue. Predictabilit
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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
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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
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“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
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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
