Home / Harem Startup : The Demon Billionaire is on Vacation / Chapter 799: Prank Call

Continue on Novkyn

Harem Startup : The Demon Billionaire is on Vacation

Chapter 799: Prank Call · Nov 13, 2026

Prev Chapter Novel Info Next Chapter

Chapter List (1190)

Page number / 24

751 Chapter 751: You’re Full of Yourself 2026-11-13
752 Chapter 752: I’ll Let You Borrow My Shoulder 2026-11-13
753 Chapter 753: I Will Always be Your Bride 2026-11-13
754 Chapter 754: Two Mermaids 2026-11-13
755 Chapter 755: Where Are You? 2026-11-13
756 Chapter 756: Too Sentimental for My Taste 2026-11-13
757 Chapter 757: Tears are Tears 2026-11-13
758 Chapter 758: You Think too Small of Yourself 2026-11-13
759 Chapter 759: Panic-Buy, Panic-Sell 2026-11-13
760 Chapter 760: Illegal Levels of Cuteness 2026-11-13
761 Chapter 761: Conspirators 2026-11-13
762 Chapter 762: Instinct Overrides Logic 2026-11-13
763 Chapter 763: Barely Acceptable 2026-11-13
764 Chapter 764: Sensory Stimulation 2026-11-13
765 Chapter 765: Rising 2026-11-13
766 Chapter 766: Lust Sin 100% 2026-11-13
767 Chapter 767: Release 2026-11-13
768 Chapter 768: Lust Sigils 2026-11-13
769 Chapter 769: Don’t Stop Me 2026-11-13
770 Chapter 770: LUST EXCEEDS SAFE LIMITS 2026-11-13
771 Chapter 771: Instant Coffee 2026-11-13
772 Chapter 772: Lust Awakening 2026-11-13
773 Chapter 773: Ancestral Incubus Domain 2026-11-13
774 Chapter 774: Lust Sin Full Activation 2026-11-13
775 Chapter 775: Lust Activation Meter 2026-11-13
776 Chapter 776: Lust Demon Perk 2026-11-13
777 Chapter 777: The First Dual-sin Incubus 2026-11-13
778 Chapter 778: The Ancestral Incubus Chamber 2026-11-13
779 Chapter 779: Primordial Sin 2026-11-13
780 Chapter 780: Sovereign of Twin Sins 2026-11-13
781 Chapter 781: Stop Thinking Like a Paranoid Accountant for One Second 2026-11-13
782 Chapter 782: I Feel Like a Kid 2026-11-13
783 Chapter 783: Lust and Pride 2026-11-13
784 Chapter 784: Envy House 2026-11-13
785 Chapter 785: Do You Enjoy Competition? [Part 1] 2026-11-13
786 Chapter 786: Do You Enjoy Competition? [Part 2] 2026-11-13
787 Chapter 787: Do You Enjoy Competition? [Part 3] 2026-11-13
788 Chapter 788: Envy Garden 2026-11-13
789 Chapter 789: The Game Feel Incomplete 2026-11-13
790 Chapter 790: Who Raised You People? 2026-11-13
791 Chapter 791: Impulse [Part 1] 2026-11-13
792 Chapter 792: Impulse [Part 2] 2026-11-13
793 Chapter 793: Impulse [Part 3] 2026-11-13
794 Chapter 794: Unwanted Reward 2026-11-13
795 Chapter 795: I Insulted Your Personality 2026-11-13
796 Chapter 796: Envy VS Envy [Part 1] 2026-11-13
797 Chapter 797: Envy VS Envy [Part 2] 2026-11-13
798 Chapter 798: Envy VS Envy [Part 3] 2026-11-13
799 Chapter 799: Prank Call 2026-11-13
800 Chapter 800: The Heiress of Envy House 2026-11-13

Chapter 799 – Prank Call

Vira staggered backward.

”You were weak,” she snapped, but it lacked conviction. ”You were exiled. Branded.”

”Yes,” Cyrinne replied.

A pause.

”And I endured.”

The artifact pulsed once.

Low.

Deep.

The ground beneath Vira’s feet cracked.

Vira tried to gather her aura again, tried to summon that unstable, volatile distortion, but it sputtered. Her energy flared unevenly, like a candle fighting wind.

Cyrinne stepped forward one final time.

The movement wasn’t dramatic.

It was inevitable.

”You ruled through humiliation,” she said. ”Through theft.”

Vira’s eyes widened.

”You don’t—”

Cyrinne lifted her hand.

Not fast.

Not violent.

But precise.

The authority of the artifact condensed around her palm, dense, compressed, absolute.

Vira felt it.

Her body froze, not from external restraint, but from internal severance. Her aura began peeling away from her core like cracked lacquer.

”You can’t,” she whispered now. Not defiant. Desperate.

Cyrinne didn’t shout.

Didn’t roar.

Didn’t gloat.

She placed her palm against Vira’s chest.

Right where the envy-core pulsed.

There was no explosion.

No dramatic scream.

Just...

A sharp, clean rupture of authority.

The artifact answered.

Vira’s distorted reflections shattered in an instant, collapsing inward like glass drawn into vacuum. Her aura imploded silently.

Her eyes widened one last time.

And then went still.

Her body fell.

Not violently.

Just... empty.

The nobles gasped.

No blood.

No spectacle.

Just a body collapsing into cracked stone.

Vira was gone.

The core had been severed.

Lux watched without blinking.

”Direct. Efficient. No hesitation.”

That was leadership.

The nobles began backing away instinctively now, not from Cyrinne’s rage, but from her certainty.

Because this wasn’t a peer-level exchange.

This was execution.

Lux rolled his neck once. ”Good timing,” he muttered quietly.

The air at the far edge of the destroyed garden warped.

A silhouette began forming.

Tall.

Refined.

Controlled.

Vira’s mother.

The matriarch.

Her presence didn’t explode into the space.

It pressed.

The way wealth presses when it walks into a room and doesn’t need to announce itself.

And then, a familiar weight settled on Lux’s shoulder again.

Feathers.

Warm.

Corvus materialized in a swirl of dark aura and smug self-satisfaction.

”That,” the raven muttered quietly, ”was the best I could do.”

Lux didn’t look at him immediately.

”Good enough,” he said under his breath.

A pause.

”...Anyway. What did you do?”

Corvus puffed his chest slightly.

”I hacked her phone.”

Lux slowly turned his head.

”You what?”

Corvus nodded proudly.

”Three calls.”

Lux stared at him.

”One,” Corvus began counting with a claw, ”from the Hell Lottery Authority. Told her she won.”

Lux blinked once.

”Two,” Corvus continued without shame, ”from a voice modulator pretending to be her husband. Said he caught her affair.”

Lux closed his eyes briefly.

”Three,” Corvus finished triumphantly, ”a call from an infernal debt collector saying her debt is due today.”

Silence.

Lux stared at the raven.

The battle-torn garden, the dead heir, the matriarch stepping through space-time...And this bird.

”I tried,” Corvus offered defensively.

Lux cringed slightly.

”That’s not how you destabilize an Envy matriarch,” he muttered.

Corvus ruffled his feathers indignantly. ”I created emotional stress.”

”You created chaos spam.”

”It’s multi-layered psychological warfare!”

”It’s prank call.”

Corvus gasped.

Lux huffed softly through his nose.

Then looked back toward the matriarch.

Because she was stepping fully into the arena now.

She stepped through the distortion calmly, heels clicking softly against fractured stone.

Her gaze flicked downward.

Vira’s body.

Still.

Unmoving.

Then....

Upward.

To Cyrinne.

And then...

Briefly...

To Lux.

Lux didn’t smile.

Didn’t smirk.

He just watched.

’Let’s see how Envy handles its own audit,’ he thought.

The matriarch’s expression did not crack.

But something shifted in her eyes.

Not grief.

Assessment.

Calculation.

”You moved too soon,” she said softly to Cyrinne.

Cyrinne didn’t bow.

”I moved when the artifact answered.”

The matriarch’s gaze lingered on her.

Then drifted to the faint resonance still humming in the air.

”The first Envy chose,” Cyrinne continued evenly. ”Not me.”

The silence stretched.

Lux observed every micro-movement.

The nobles’ tension.

The matriarch’s breathing pattern.

The way she did not look at Vira again.

Cold.

Efficient.

Envy didn’t mourn weakness.

It replaced it. 𝘧𝓇ℯℴ𝓂

”And you,” the matriarch said finally, voice level, ”are prepared to carry that weight?”

Cyrinne didn’t hesitate.

”Yes.”

The artifact pulsed once more.

Lux’s system chimed quietly.

[Authority Transfer Stabilized.]

[Envy Domain: Recalibrating.]

Lux’s mind was already moving ahead.

Envy House would restructure.

Internal factions would shift.

Old alliances would fracture.

Funding gaps would open.

Infrastructure would need repair.

Military arms would need upgrading.

Image would need restoring.

And all of that...

Required liquidity.

Required Greed.

Lux’s fingers tapped lightly inside his jacket pocket.

’There it is.’

Power consolidation.

He wasn’t needed for the violence.

He was needed for the aftermath.

The matriarch stepped fully into the ruined arena now, standing beside her fallen daughter without looking down.

Her voice was smooth.

”Envy House will reconvene.”

Not a request.

A declaration.

The nobles lowered their heads.

Cyrinne did not.

Lux remained seated.

Observing.

Calculating.

Because this wasn’t about spectacle anymore.

This was about balance sheets.

If Vira’s mother was truly here to accept the shift...

Then the transition would be fast.

Public.

Controlled.

And Lux?

He exhaled softly.

’Welcome back to the board,’ he thought, watching Cyrinne stand unbowed before the matriarch. ’Let’s see if you’re as solid in politics as you are in war.’

The garden still smelled faintly of scorched stone and torn pride.

Lux adjusted the cuff of his jacket with lazy precision, posture relaxed, as if he hadn’t just watched an heiress die and another ascend in under ten minutes.

And then, the matriarch turned her head toward him.

Livia Karess.

Her gaze wasn’t loud. It didn’t flare with wrath or hiss with envy.

It weighed.

”I see,” she said evenly, ”that Greed House is connected to this.”

There it was.

Lux didn’t flinch.

He didn’t smile either.

”I’m not,” he replied smoothly. ”I’m here because your daughter invited me. Just like the others.”

He swept one hand casually toward the scattered nobles still pretending to be furniture.

”A spectator.”

A pause.

”And I am very aware of Envy House rules.”

His tone was mild.

Professional.

Almost bored.

”If your husband were here,” Lux continued, voice unhurried, ”I suspect he would have done exactly the same as I did.”

He tilted his head slightly.

”And I wouldn’t mind sharing the wine.”

Prev Chapter Novel Info Next Chapter

Also worth opening

Reincarnated as The SSS-Rank Villain Magus: My Arcana Evolution System UnholyGod

Reincarnation Of The Strongest Sword God Lucky Old Cat

Reborn As Super Heiress Mushuang

Supreme Star Card Master Cloud Camellia

Journey To Become A True God Darkforces

Shadow Slave Guiltythree

Chaotic Sword God Xin Xing Xiao Yao

Gravity Mage with Level-Up System Aravind_S

My Vampire System JKSManga

Martial God Asura Kindhearted Bee

Shadow Slave Guiltythree

Inheriting A Divine Cultivation Clan At The Start, All My Juniors Are Empresses Monkey Bread

Versatile Mage Chaos

Supreme Emptiness Heavenly Overlord

Ancient Godly Monarch Jing Wu Hen