It sounded impossible.And sure enough— As soon as Arthur and the others left, the emperor gave the order: Seize all of President Holland’s assets. Every bit of property under the President Holland’s estate was confiscated and absorbed into the national treasury. President Holland himself was stripped of all his titles. Even the luxury mansion he once lived in was taken over on the spot. Once the emperor and his officials left, President Holland was left alone, sitting blankly by the shore. His mouth was still torn and throbbing in pain. But right now, what hurt even more—was his heart. He still couldn’t figure it out. All he did was say a few words. How had it turned into something like this? Their President title had been passed down for generations. He never imagined that in his hands, it would all be destroyed. Everything—gone. It was over. All of it. Before he could even process the disaster, his wife arrived. President Holland was genuinely touched. They say true love is revealed in hardship. He never thought, after all this, his wife would still come to comfort him. Just as he was about to fall into her arms and cry it out, she coldly tossed a divorce agreement into his lap. He stared at the papers in shock. His heart dropped straight into the ground. His wife came from an elite family. After the confiscation, she was the only person he had left to rely on. And now—she was leaving him too. He used to beat her regularly. Spending his nights with women and wine was routine. That divorce agreement? It had been prepared long ago. Evil deeds always come back around. … Far out at sea. Mia and Sage had already washed up and changed clothes. They were lounging in deck chairs on the carrier’s upper deck, enjoying the sea breeze and fresh-squeezed juice, fully relaxed. Wind walked over and reported, “Sir, the five hundred billion bucks have been received.” Arthur nodded, casually sipping orange juice. Ryder let out a gasp of admiration. “Arthur, you’re insane. You actually got five hundred billion out of them.” Mia burst out laughing. “The look on their faces—like they just swallowed flies—I can’t! Hahahahaha!” Wind added smoothly, “Heaven’s Cult isn’t exactly something you mess with.” There was pride in his voice. He had been shocked when Arthur demanded five hundred billion. But even more than shocked—he was impressed. Eighteen years old, and he had that kind of nerve. Honestly, even more ruthless than the old man. Wind respected it from the bottom of his heart. Mia and Sage both looked amazed. “We still can’t believe it. That this is who you are.” Even now, they were still reeling from the fact that Arthur had come to rescue them—with an aircraft carrier. Not only had they escaped unharmed, they’d walked away with five hundred billion. Five hundred billion. That wasn’t a number you just tossed around.If possible, Mia joked, she wouldn’t mind getting kidnapped a few more times—if every time they came back with five hundred billion. She laughed until her stomach hurt. … Back on shore. Same harbor. Hugo and the others had already been discharged from the hospital. They were waiting at the docks to welcome Arthur and the group back. And when the massive aircraft carrier fleet appeared on the horizon, it finally hit them—just how enormous and overwhelming Heaven’s Cult’s presence really was. The sheer scale of it left them all stunned again. Heaven’s Cult was beyond powerful. It wasn’t officially a nation—but it might as well have been more powerful than one. Nations at least only governed themselves. Heaven’s Cult? It influenced nations. Even now, it still felt surreal to them that Arthur’s grandfather was the founder of Heaven’s Cult. And aside from Arthur’s sister, Arthur was Chu’s only heir. One day, he would inherit everything. He would be standing at the top of the world. From a distance, Arthur and the others spotted Hugo, Mateo, Spencer, Nancy, Natalie, and Taylor waiting for them at the shore. As soon as they got off the ship, Ryder ran up to Hugo. He couldn’t resist bragging. “I’ve ridden on an aircraft carrier now!” Sailing out with a carrier to rescue his daughter—what else could top that? He’d be telling this story for the rest of his life. Hugo looked at him smugly. “I’ve ridden one too. I even helped build one.” Seriously? He couldn’t let me have one moment? Ryder paused, then went on. “Well, I didn’t just ride one to rescue my daughter—we also squeezed five hundred billion out of Tamaria!”Hugo’s eyes widened. “Five hundred billion?!” Damn. Since when was money this easy to make?