Chapter 516: Trillion-Dollar Secrets, The Masked Prophet Returns & Amanie’s Terrifying Truth

The golden pistol trembled in Cameron Njoro's hand. His face was calm, but his eyes screamed betrayal. The crowd at Callista Dray's twisted prom froze, watching the standoff unfold like a scene from a forbidden play.

But Callista didn't flinch.

Instead, she reached into her cleavage and pulled out a black necklace — a blood-red stone dangling from its center.

The crowd gasped.

It was The Bloodstone of Zaria — a trillion-dollar artifact believed to have been lost with the death of Clarisse Dray, Callista's twin sister, five years ago in a mysterious mansion fire.

Rumors said the necklace granted the bearer foresight… but at a price.

Callista whispered, "Your bride-to-be is not who you think she is."

The chandelier above them exploded.

Smoke swallowed the hall.

A new message appeared, spray-painted in glowing red on the mirror wall:

"THE MASKED PROPHET HAS RETURNED."

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Ochieng sat beside Amanie in a hidden underground sanctuary beneath Kebani's ruins. Her breathing was soft, her skin pale, and her wrists bore shackles she had worn for years.

When she woke, her voice was barely human.

"I wasn't kept alive to survive, Ochieng. I was bred."

He looked at her, confused and horrified.

"They raised me to become the Devil's Seventh Bride — the one to bring down the Glass Cities… with you as my weakness."

Her body convulsed, and Ochieng saw something move beneath her skin — a pulse, unnatural.

Someone had turned her into something else.

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Meanwhile, in New Volaris, a booming coastal city built on secret technology, 19-year-old Emory Vrek, Lucien's bastard brother, was watching the chaos unfold from his sky tower.

A genius hacker, Emory knew the attack on Lucien was just the beginning.

He sent a private transmission to his forbidden lover, Nyla Kuria, a 25-year-old underworld princess known for seducing and betraying the world's most powerful men.

Message: "The Masked Prophet is real. The chaos is his prophecy. And it started with our blood."

Nyla replied with only two words:

> "He's awake."

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A private jet landed silently in the middle of the night on an island called Veritas, where only ghosts lived and truth was forbidden.

A man stepped off — tall, regal, his face hidden behind a golden mask.

The Masked Prophet.

His voice, carried by a micro drone, echoed across ten cities:

> "The sins of your forefathers shall be paid in full."

> "Ochieng. Amanie. Callista. Emory. Nyla. You were all born with cursed blood."

> "It's time to choose: loyalty or fire."

At that moment, ten billionaire families received a red envelope marked "Judgment Begins Tonight."

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