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CHAPTER 113

Penulis: Shile
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-07-30 23:59:43

​The Central Desert Wasteland was an endless expanse of glassified sand and black basalt dust.

​Where the coastal air had been thick with damp sulfur, Sector 06 burned with dry, radiating heat. Giant atmospheric heat plumes—vented directly from the unchecked continental magma tap beneath the sands—twisted into violent dust devils that danced across the horizon like columns of fire.

​The heavy, treaded chassis of the Directorship's lead dreadnought ground across the heat-warped dunes, its reinfo
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  • My Lover Drowned Me For Greed: I'm Back To Make Him Suffer    CHAPTER 113

    ​The Central Desert Wasteland was an endless expanse of glassified sand and black basalt dust.​Where the coastal air had been thick with damp sulfur, Sector 06 burned with dry, radiating heat. Giant atmospheric heat plumes—vented directly from the unchecked continental magma tap beneath the sands—twisted into violent dust devils that danced across the horizon like columns of fire.​The heavy, treaded chassis of the Directorship's lead dreadnought ground across the heat-warped dunes, its reinforced cooling fins screaming under the immense thermal load. Outside the viewport, the ruins of ancient mining outposts stuck out of the sand like bleached ribs, abandoned during the first wave of the climate collapse.​Inside the command deck, the atmosphere was controlled, pristine, and freezing cold.​Vivian stood at the central tactical array, her posture unyielding and straight. Her slate-gray officer’s mantle hung down to her boots in flawless, crisp lines, completely untouched by the deser

  • My Lover Drowned Me For Greed: I'm Back To Make Him Suffer    CHAPTER 112

    ​The descent into the oceanic trench felt less like entering a military bunker and more like plunging into the earth’s subterranean arteries.​As the pneumatic lifts of Aegis Hub 04 lowered through three miles of solid marine bedrock, the ambient darkness of the dry sea floor gave way to a vast, subterranean cavern bathed in pristine, golden light. Giant geothermal filtration rings—each hundreds of meters wide—spun slowly overhead, humming with the force of stabilized mantle pressure.​Unlike the ice-choked halls of Sector 03 or the soot-blackened foundries of Sector 05, Hub 04 was a pristine sanctuary of brass and white quartz, perfectly preserved beneath the seabed.​"Internal pressure is sitting at one atmosphere," Leo reported, his portable terminal emitting a low, harmonious tone as the lift locks disengaged. "Sub-oceanic tectonic plates have completely locked into place. The tsunami threat to the eastern continental shelf is zeroed out."​Vivian stepped off the lift platform, he

  • My Lover Drowned Me For Greed: I'm Back To Make Him Suffer    CHAPTER 111

    ​The muddy, exposed ocean floor smelled of sulfur, rotting kelp, and flash-vaporized salt.​Without the immense weight of the sea to stabilize them, three of the Leviathan Syndicate’s primary oil platforms had completely collapsed onto their sides. Their massive steel girders buckled like brittle twigs against the jagged basalt rocks below. Mercenaries, stripped of their naval advantage, scrambled wildly across the exposed, slime-slick sea floor, their boots sinking deep into three feet of black coastal sludge.​Directorship shock troops, clad in vacuum-sealed tactical suits, poured down the dreadnought ramps in disciplined, lethal lines.​At the head of the assault force walked Vivian Vance.​Her slate-gray mantle snapped lightly against the cold ocean draft, its hem remaining remarkably clean above her polished leather boots. Her right hand rested inside her mantle pocket, her small fingers curved around her father's copper key. Her blue eyes were cool slates of pure calculation, ob

  • My Lover Drowned Me For Greed: I'm Back To Make Him Suffer    CHAPTER 110

    ​The descent from the northern alpine pass toward the western coast took three days of continuous, uninterrupted marching.​As the Directorship dreadnoughts rolled down out of the snowline, the white mountain powder gave way to a dark, oily fog that hung heavy over the coastal lowlands. Ocean water, black and saturated with industrial runoff, lapped violently against the fractured seawalls of what had once been the continent's largest shipping port.​Outside the armored observation port, the horizon was dominated by the colossal, rusted iron superstructure of the Leviathan Syndicate’s offshore stronghold—a sprawling matrix of converted naval rigs and armored oil platforms linked by suspended steel gantries, anchored directly above Aegis Hub 04 in the Western Oceanic Trench.​Inside the command vessel’s bridge, the atmospheric processors hummed smoothly, filtering out the heavy salt and sulfur air.​Vivian stood at the forward console, her posture crisp, unbending, and regal. Her slate

  • My Lover Drowned Me For Greed: I'm Back To Make Him Suffer    CHAPTER 109

    ​The snow atop the mountain pass had ceased its violent swirl, settling into a pristine, quiet dust beneath the heavy treaded chassis of the Directorship's command fleet.​Inside the high sanctuary’s observation hall, the air was warm—warmed not by Sterling’s opulent private heating units, but by the redirected geothermal currents flowing steadily up from Sector 05 through the newly integrated alpine conduits.​Vivian stood before the master holotable at the center of the marble floor. Her slate-gray officer’s mantle hung straight to her boots, immaculate and untamed by the mountain winds. Her right hand rested inside her mantle pocket, her small fingers curved naturally around her father’s copper hardware key. Her blue eyes held a clear, unblinking slate of pure calculation as three distinct green hubs—Sector 01, Sector 02, and Sector 03—pulsed in harmonious sync on the continental map.​"The energy feedback loop across the northern triangle is fully established, Director," Leo repor

  • My Lover Drowned Me For Greed: I'm Back To Make Him Suffer    CHAPTER 108

    ​The glass domes of the high-altitude sanctuary did not shatter; they dissolved.​Super-heated steam from the redirected geothermal lines blasted against the reinforced quartz, turning decades of accumulated frost into torrential streams of boiling runoff. As the lead dreadnought ground to a halt against the white marble plaza, its heavy pneumatic ramps slammed down with an earth-shaking thud.​Inside the opulent grand hall, Chairman Sterling stood frozen behind a massive desk carved from solid teakwood. Around him, eight remaining members of the Council's inner circle cowered behind their private guards, their expensive fur coats and silk robes looking absurdly useless against the arctic gale howling through the breached entryway.​Through the mist stepped Vivian Vance.​Her slate-gray mantle snapped lightly in the draft, clean and unblemished. Her bare right hand rested deep in her coat pocket, her fingers maintaining their calm, grounding connection to her father’s copper key. Her

  • My Lover Drowned Me For Greed: I'm Back To Make Him Suffer    CHAPTER 4

    ​The memory hurt. A sharp sting of guilt hit Vivian in the chest. In her past life, she had said those horrible things because Marcus had convinced her that Julian was an enemy. Julian had left the country three days later, his pride completely broken, only to come back years later and die trying

  • My Lover Drowned Me For Greed: I'm Back To Make Him Suffer    CHAPTER 3

    ​"Well?" Julian took another step closer, his boots loud on the wet rocks. Before she could even take a step, Julian caught the movement in the shadows. In a flash of terrifyingly fluid speed, he closed the distance between them.​Vivian was slammed backward against the rough brick wall. The impac

  • My Lover Drowned Me For Greed: I'm Back To Make Him Suffer    CHAPTER 2

    He wore a nice gray suit and held a box of pastries. He walked over, reaching out to tuck a piece of hair behind her ear.​It was the exact same hand. The same fingers that had used the wrench on her knuckles.​A massive shock of adrenaline hit Vivian's system. Her vision blurred, the nice room fla

  • My Lover Drowned Me For Greed: I'm Back To Make Him Suffer    CHAPTER 1

    ​As the freezing, oily water of the harbor filled Vivian Vance’s throat, she didn’t think about her family's lost empire or the millions locked away in frozen bank accounts. She thought about salt. It tasted like old metal. It tasted exactly like the cheap canned soup Marcus Kane had forced her to

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