2024-10-25 16:03:33And that girl was Vivian Howard.
Back then, she had just graduated and was struggling to make ends meet.
And that was when he decided to let go of everything and silently stand by her side.
He never told Vivian about the events from over a decade ago, but he never forgot it either.
He simply chose to support Vivian quietly.
When she wanted to start a company, he provided the initial funding; when she wanted to expand it, he offered resources and connections from behind.
However, alas, it turned out that the story didn’t end well for him.
Louis gazed out the window at the city passing by.
Apple City, where his journey had begun, where he had fallen in love with a girl who no longer existed.
This time, when he left the villa, he didn’t take the doll with him because it was no longer necessary.
It was the end of their relationship, after all.
Now, it would be the stage for his return to power.
Meanwhile, inside the villa, Vivian's phone rang.
It was her mother, Victoria Howard.
"Is it over?" Victoria asked eagerly.
"Is that useless Louis gone?"
Vivian Howard chuckled.
"Yes, Mother. The divorce is done. Louis left quietly."
"Really? That bastard didn't ask you for a divorce settlement, did he?"
“Come on, he wouldn’t get a penny from me even if he asked.”
After years of marriage, she had already wasted time and money on Louis, which was more than enough for him.
How dare Louis asked her for a divorce settlement?
There was no way she would agreed!
"Great!" Victoria said happily.
"Now, what about Ben Gutsby? When's the engagement?"
“No worries, Mother.”
"Good! Don’t let this opportunity slip away!”
Victoria added urgently.
“You know Ben is the young master and the primary heir of the Gutsby Family, one of the four major families in Apple City. If you marry him, you'll be the rightful young mistress of the Gutsby Family and their future matriarch. Our family's future depends on you!"
"I know. We'll talk about it later, Mother. Right now, I have to get prepared to meet Ben soon."
“Alright, as long as you have it in mind.”
After hanging up, Vivian thought about Ben Gutsby and Louis Kindsor.
While Ben was rich and charming, Louis seemed like a beggar, plain and penniless.
She couldn’t help but feel disgusted toward Louis.
Oh! Fuck!
Why the hell had she wasted so many good years with Louis?
If it weren’t for Louis, she would have already married Ben long ago!
Looking around the room, Vivian frowned deeply.
There were lots of things that Louis had left behind.
And she couldn’t tolerate them staying in her villa.
She had to get rid of them!
All of them! Right NOW!
Starting from the bedroom, Vivian opened a drawer and started dragging out Louis’s clothes.
However, just as she pulled out one of Louis’s ties, a box was also dragged out from the bottom.
With a clang, the box fell to the ground.
And a bunch of cards spilled out.
Vivian was certain that this box wasn’t hers, so it must belong to Louis.
However, she had never seen Louis taking it out before.
Driven by curiosity, she picked up the scattered cards, and started examining them one by one.
The first card was from Evanka Jya, the eldest daughter of the DeLi Federation's former president.
The second was from Pearl Cavendish, the Young Lady from one of the most prestigious family in the Grand Royal City of the United Nation of Kingsom.
The third was from Catherine Sunshine, the Grand Princess of the Sunshine Kingdom.
The fourth was from ... The fifth ... The sixth ...
... each one either confessing to Louis or inviting him to a party or both.
Merlin’s beard!
Vivian couldn’t help but twitched her lips.
This was just absurd!
This was just insane!
"How is this possible?"
Vivian couldn’t believe her eyes.
They were all globally renowned socialites!
Which one of them wasn’t famous and of high status?!
And yet, they flocked to write confession cards and invitation cards to Louis?!
Even more ridiculous was that one official Golden Card was from William Sunshine, His Majesties himself, inviting Louis to the Sunshine Kingdom king's coronation last year.
Holy crap!
“How shameless!”
Vivian couldn't help but scoff.
There was no way she would believe that these cards were really addressed to Louis.
Did he even deserve them?
Of course, not!
Clearly, Louis must have forged these himself to satisfy his fantasies and vanity!
“So perverted!”
Vivian felt even more disgusted with him now.
As she was about to throw the cards away, something else fell out and caught her attention.
It was a small doll.
Vivian picked it up to get a closer look.
It looked so familiar.
And the next moment, she froze.
Oh yeah!
She remembered!
The doll looked just like the one she had bought over a decade ago with her best childhood friend Juliet.
It was their birthday back then, and they got matching dolls as their birthday gift.
Vivian still had hers, kept safe up in the attic.
So how come Louis Kindsor had the same doll?!
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CHAPTER 389
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
CHAPTER 387
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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