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Pearl, standing on Louis’s other side, countered.“And if he’s telling the truth about Vivienne? If we kill him now, we’ll never know what really happened.”“Do you hear yourself?” Juliet snapped, her eyes blazing.“He’s a master manipulator. Every word out of his mouth is designed to divide us.”“And yet he’s still standing here, holding all the cards,” Pearl shot back, her tone icy but controlled“We need to think beyond this moment.”“Thinking is what got us here,” Juliet retorted.“Action is what’s going to end this.”The weight of their words pressed down on Louis.He looked from Juliet’s fiery determination to Pearl’s calculating resolve, his mind spinning with doubt.They’re both right. But this decision isn’t just about them—it’s about me, and the legacy I want to leave.The Broker, sensing his hesitation, tilted his head.“It’s a fascinating dynamic, watching you struggle between these two. Your mother faced a similar dilemma, you know. She had to choose between her ideals an
FROM DIVORCED TO BILLIONAIRE HEIR CHAPTER 200
The Broker stood motionless, his silver mask gleaming, his finger hovering dangerously close to the glowing button on the detonator.Around him, Louis, Juliet, Pearl, and Terminator X formed a tense semicircle, weapons drawn but hesitant to fire.“This is your choice, Louis,” The Broker said, his voice smooth and cold.“Kill me now, and you lose everything I can tell you about your mother. Let me live, and I’ll give you answers—but at a price.”Louis stared at him, his mind racing.What’s his angle? Is this another manipulation, or does he really have what I need?“You expect me to trust you?” Louis said, his voice steady but laced with anger.“After everything you’ve done?”The Broker chuckled.“Trust? No, Louis. This isn’t about trust. It’s about leverage. And right now, I have all of it.”Juliet stepped forward, her gun still trained on The Broker.“We can’t let him leave. He’ll just keep coming after us, after the city.”Pearl, standing on Louis’s other side, countered.“And if he
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Juliet glared at her.“Because it is damage control. If we wait too long, this will spiral even further.”Louis held up a hand, stopping the argument before it could escalate.“Both of you are right. We’ll respond—but not until we have something solid to back us up. We can’t afford any more mistakes.”As the group dispersed to focus on their tasks, Louis remained at the table, his mind racing.The Broker’s playing us like pieces on a chessboard. Every move we make, he’s already anticipated. How do you beat someone who’s always three steps ahead?He glanced at the photograph of his mother, still sitting on the table.What would you do, Mom? How did you fight someone like this?Hours later, Terminator X returned, his expression grim.“I found the source of the video. It was uploaded through a secure server tied to one of The Broker’s shell companies.”Louis nodded, his jaw tightening.“Then we have a lead.”“There’s more,” Terminator X said, hesitating.“The shell company isn’t just ti
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The crowd grew restless, their murmurs turning into louder protests.Juliet stiffened, her gaze locking onto Vivian, who wore a subtle smirk as she blended into the sea of faces.“They’re trying to derail you,” Juliet whispered to Louis.“Stay focused.”Pearl leaned in, her voice calm but urgent.“Pivot. Bring out the evidence.”Louis raised his hand, his voice cutting through the noise.“I understand your frustration. I understand your distrust. But let me show you something that will change how you see this.”He gestured to a large screen behind him, where Terminator X’s prepared presentation began to play.The screen lit up with documents, financial records, and intercepted communications that mapped The Broker’s sprawling network.“This,” Louis said, his voice steady, “is the truth. These documents, obtained through extensive investigation, reveal the extent of The Broker’s operations. He has funneled millions into shadow organizations, bribed officials, and orchestrated the very
FROM DIVORCED TO BILLIONAIRE HEIR CHAPTER 203
The dim glow of Louis’s office was illuminated by the holographic display projected across the desk.Charts, financial records, and shareholder data from Orion Technologies filled the air, forming a complex web of information.Terminator X leaned back in his chair, gesturing to one of the files.“This is it,” he said.“The Broker’s been funneling money into Orion Technologies for years. On the surface, it’s a struggling company with mediocre profits, but under the radar, it’s a hub for laundering money and funding his operations.”Louis studied the data, his brow furrowed.“If we take control of Orion, we cut off one of his major funding sources.”Juliet, sitting across the desk, raised an eyebrow.“And you think he’s going to let that happen without a fight?”“He won’t,” Louis admitted.“But if we play this right, we can outmaneuver him.”Pearl walked in, holding a tablet loaded with the latest market data.“Orion’s stock is undervalued. A strategic buyout would cost us less than exp
FROM DIVORCED TO BILLIONAIRE HEIR CHAPTER 204
Louis decided to join the room, his presence immediately commanding attention.“I understand that trusting us feels like a risk,” he said, his voice steady and firm.“But let me make one thing clear: The Broker doesn’t care about Orion Technologies. To him, you’re just another tool to fund his chaos. To me, you’re a company with potential, with people worth fighting for.”The room fell silent as Louis continued.“I’m offering you a chance to step out of the shadows and become something greater. Work with us, and you’ll be part of building a future that this city can be proud of.”The board members exchanged glances, their expressions softening.One of them finally spoke.“If you can guarantee that our employees will be taken care of, I’ll vote in favor of the buyout.”Louis nodded.“You have my word.”Just as it seemed the deal was within reach, a breaking news alert flashed across the screens in the conference room.The headline read: “Orion Technologies CEO Linked to Embezzlement Sc
FROM DIVORCED TO BILLIONAIRE HEIR CHAPTER 205
The atmosphere in Orion Technologies’ boardroom was charged with tension.Louis, Juliet, and Pearl sat on one side of the long table, their expressions composed but their focus razor-sharp.Across from them, Adrian Falk, The Broker’s smirking proxy, leaned back in his chair with an air of arrogant confidence.The board members filed in slowly, their faces betraying a mix of curiosity, nervousness, and skepticism.At the head of the table sat Orion’s CEO, visibly shaken by the recent scandal but determined to maintain some semblance of control.Adrian’s voice broke the silence, smooth and mocking.“Well, Mr. Kindsor, I must say it’s bold of you to show up here after everything that’s come to light about Orion’s… predicament.”Louis’s jaw tightened, but before he could respond, Pearl interjected, her tone icy.“Let’s not pretend this predicament isn’t your handiwork, Mr. Falk. The timing of this so-called scandal is just a little too convenient.”Adrian raised an eyebrow, his smirk wide
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She gestured toward the board members, her tone growing more persuasive.“You’ve seen what The Broker brings to the table: instability, secrecy, and chaos. Do you really want that defining your company’s legacy?”One of the board members, a middle-aged woman with a no-nonsense demeanor, leaned forward.“And what exactly does the AAA Group bring to the table?”Juliet smiled, prepared for the question.“We bring resources, expertise, and a commitment to transparency. We bring a partnership that prioritizes your employees and your future—not just short-term gains.”Adrian leaned back, his smirk returning.“A compelling speech, Juliet. Truly. But let’s not ignore the elephant in the room: the AAA Group’s… turbulent reputation. How can this board trust that you won’t drag Orion down with you?”Louis met Adrian’s gaze, his voice steady.“Because we’re not running from our challenges—we’re confronting them. The AAA Group has faced adversity before, and each time, we’ve come out stronger. Tha
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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
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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
CHAPTER 383
“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
CHAPTER 382
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
