Divorced The Ruthless Billionaire

Laura read the email three times before the words stopped looking like a hallucination. Panic rose as she kept pacing around, hoping everything would make sense again. From the email the bank sent her, she noticed the buyer to be GreenCore Automobile Ltd. That was Thomas company. Finally she paused, "the damage has been done already. What to do now?"She sat down and drew in a deep breath. The very first step would be understanding just how threatening this was to her future. She hurried to check the downloaded contract from her email and took a screenshot of every page, then shared to her icloud for backup. Scrolling through her contacts, she swallowed hard, then dialed a number. It was her lawyer, Jonathan. They'd been together for a long while, one of the few people close enough to her to call family. But now, she felt nothing but betrayal from him. "Laura... thank God you called!"She asked, her voice was soft, filled will fear. "Tell me you didn't authorize that transfer.""O

The rich sound of piano filled the room, people slowly dancing to the music. It was surprising to Laura because she hadn't expected people to turn up that evening on such short notice. Of course most of them were Monica, Thomas mom's guest, and her other kids Rachel and Max. "Look at this," Monica started to say as she saw Laura coming close. She was making her voice loud on purpose so everyone of her circle could hear her. "My son's wife, getting treated like royalty."Laura straighted her posture, ready to face what was coming next. She abandoned her own mother because she was mistreated, how much more this proud good for nothing mother in law?"He pays for your expenses, even when we tell him to save and invest more." She continued, "now just for some dumb anniversary, look at millions of dollars wasted.""Mom," Thomas called from behind. He must had been coming from the salon because he looked more handsome than ever. Good to see he'd looked on his very best just so Laura could f

Thomas stepped away from the cameras, hurrying outside.Laura couldn't have reported him. Pending investigation? He was no criminal, what kind of news was that? He was simply trying to manage her family asset for her. "You lied, Laura. You told me what is yours is mine. You lied..." "Sir," said one of his entourage. "We just received a call. Laura is seen going to the airport. I've told my eyes and ears to follow her and bring her to you."Thomas nodded. "Good. I knew she couldn't have gone far. Gather all your men, yourself included! Bring her to me." "Make sure my mother is alright, and Rita too." He hung up, knowing what needed to be done at once. He had to confront her–and then what, though? Beg? Convince? Of all the list of chaotic phone calls and messages he'd been getting, there was one he didn't want to miss. His grandfather's, the head of the Grayson household. He felt like he had been getting on his good side, until his rival and cousin, Evelyn, managed to secure a huge d

He was walking down the hospital corridor, hands clapsed behind his back. Leroy was assessing a patient with a smart mouth. The door opened and he slipped in. His eyes felt heavy from lack of sleep. He thought she was asleep, so he opened her charts reviewing the heart scan. "Am I gonna die soon?" She spoke softly. Very small with her long brown hair and bright eyes. Leroy didn't flinch. "Well, kid, I'm afraid so." He muttered.Lia nodded slowly. "How long have I got left?"He paused, staring into nothingness for a little while, then breathed out the words; "I think around 90 years."Lia gasped, putting a hand to cover her mouth. "Only 90 years?""I'm sorry, kid. But Star Wars have lied to you. No, you will not be living for 400 years. Maybe a hundred more, tops."She giggled, then jumped up on the bed taking the covers off. "I'm bored. Mom just stepped out for a quick call but she's coming back in with one of her boring stories."Leroy chuckled. "Yea, well, to Laura, Disney still

5 years ago...Thomas was working twice as hard. The news of he and Laura had died down, when a more devastating event occurred just days after Laura left. There was a knock on the door. A tall man stepped in after Thomas called him in. "Sir, my condolences once again." Chris, his right hand man said. Thomas shook his head in disaproval, "the old man wouldn't have wanted us to act this sad and depressed. I mean, it's been two weeks already. Now, tell me, how's the succession party going?""Everything is going smoothly. Your allies have multiplied since you became the heir to the Grayson empire."Thomas nodded slowly. "I'm glad to hear. And what about news on Laura?" He asked impatiently. He had paid all the trackers he knew to find Laura. They still had some score to settle. "I'm sorry sir, but still nothing. We've dug into her background and there's still no family history anywhere. Not even any puplic news that can lead us to her trail-"Thomas banged his fist on the desk, "clearl