The global stage was set.
From Paris to New York, Dubai to Tokyo—massive screens flashed the same shocking broadcast.
Leon Xu, the man the world had mourned as lost, was not only alive…
He had returned with a vengeance.
And this time, he wasn't just reclaiming his lost empire—
He was claiming his heirs.
On every channel, the twins stood before a golden crest newly unveiled—The House of Xu Reborn.
Each boy wore a custom-fitted suit, the silver pendants gleaming proudly against their small chests, their innocent faces smiling brightly at cameras they didn't yet understand.
Leon Xu stood behind them like a resurrected king, his presence as commanding as ever, his dark gaze daring anyone to question his right to rule.
"The Xu legacy will never fade," he declared before billions of viewers. "And neither will the bond that ties me to the only woman I've ever loved."
At that exact moment, the screen behind him lit up with a picture—Ella Lin.
Captured candidly, her expression cold and untouchable, the perfect image of the queen who had once ruled the world without him.
And now?
Leon Xu had pulled her back into his narrative—whether she liked it or not.
In her penthouse, Ella's phone vibrated non-stop.
#LeonXuReturns#HeirsOfTheXuEmpire#EllaLinHasNowhereLeftToRun
The headlines blurred before her eyes as she paced the room like a caged tigress, her heart pounding painfully against her ribs.
"He's turned this into a global spectacle," her assistant whispered nervously. "The board is panicking. They're afraid you're about to lose everything you built."
Ella's eyes flashed with a fury no one had seen before.
"Lose?" She laughed bitterly, her voice trembling with raw emotion. "The only thing I ever lost was my freedom. And I'm about to take it back—for good."
That night, as the world tuned in for what was meant to be Leon's final declaration of dominance, the broadcast was hijacked.
Ella Lin appeared on every screen, standing against the backdrop of the Lin Global crest, her chin held high, her presence radiating the kind of power no empire could contain.
"Leon Xu," she began, her voice cutting through the air like a blade.
"You want the world to believe you've won? That by parading our children across the globe, you've claimed some sort of twisted victory?"
She took a deliberate step closer to the camera.
"But hear me now—this is the last time you will ever use me, or them, to fuel your obsession."
"I built my world without you. And I will tear yours apart—again—if you try to cage me one more time."