Sudden Billionaire Heiress After Divorce のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 61 - チャプター 70

One thing I noticed about the media houses in the United States of America since I became a well-known and affluent person is that you could still be on air, answering questions from the interviewer, but newspaper companies, magazines, blogs, and social media handlers have already published written documents about you. If care is not taken, they could even be sold out before you come out of the TV station.Funny right? but that's just the case around here and honestly it's a shock to most people.That was not a surprise to me, though. I just smirked when Robert walked in and brought me two of the newspapers out of the many that were published just a minute ago. Just like my late uncle said, my name trending on the internet is a great thing because it means more money for me.*Scoff*Checking out the first newspaper Robert brought for me, I saw Tyler’s face, his mother’s face, and his siblings' faces on the front page. The caption was:“Do These Family Members Know What They Are Saying

We were soon done with the questions and answers, and I watched how Reporter King devoured his meal. If I said I didn’t like how he emptied his plate and swallowed everything into his stomach, I would be lying.I watched him rise to his feet, bow to me, and be escorted out of the mansion.I smiled silently to myself with my legs crossed, like the boss I was. Then, immediately, I began to envision how everything would happen on this day.In my imagination, I saw the audience in the church clapping their hands as I walked in, wearing a white wedding gown with a veil covering my face.I saw cameramen and women taking sporadic pictures of me as I walked elegantly and stylishly, just like the beautiful Celine Dion walking to receive her award on stage.I saw myself finally climbing the altar and standing before the priest, where Tyler was looking at me, his eyes gracefully watching me. He couldn’t wait for my beautiful name to be changed back to his.Then, I saw the priest asking us to say

Knowing fully that his face was what was showing boldly on the TV screen right now, Tyler immediately crafted a smile on his face again. His eyes blinked. And thus, I smiled.I knew that look. I recognized it like I recognized the back of my hand, only that I was a fool back then.This reminded me of whenever Tyler told me he was not coming home for the night but would come in the morning because he had a meeting. Whenever he arrived in the morning and I asked how the meeting was, he said that blinking was what he’d do before he’d answer.Stupid me, I always thought the blinking was meaningless. I did not know it was an unconscious act of Tyler whenever he was about to lie. But now, I am really glad I know better.“If Matriarch Alessandra lost all her wealth tomorrow, I would still be by her side. I would love and cherish her because this is genuine love, not lust for her money. And in fact, they say, two heads are better than one. We are meant to help each other rise, not suck each ot

I was still sleeping on my luxurious bed when my phone continuously began to sound like an alarm set to wake me up at 5 am. With my peaceful mind and heavy eyes, I stretched out my hand to the mahogany stool near my bed and picked up my cell phone.Immediately as I picked it up, I saw several email notifications on my phone, and if I were to count correctly, it was around eighteen to twenty email notifications.To me, as important as my status was in society, emails were very crucial. They were the place I received my official meeting invitations and updates on every other project I laid my hands on.But if I told you the email notifications I received were invitations to an organization, or to speak at a conference, or for any other project I was handling or contributing to, it would be a lie.These emails were responses to the invitations my assistant had sent while I was asleep. Starting from the bottom, I began to read the first email:“Hello Matriarch Alessandra, I hope this email

Tyler's POVThe day I've been waiting for has finally come—the day to seal my bond with Matriarch Alessandra and finally get my hands on her money.I've done my best to make it look like I really do love her again. Love who? That blockhead who knows nothing and depends on a man for everything? If not for the wealth her late uncle passed down to her, I bet she’d just be the same fool I left for the beautiful refugee Avanna. lol Well, I did Avanna badly, but it was all worth it. Her touch was intoxicating, just like honey. Letting go of that sweetness was necessary to get my hands on the money.I mean, look at today; did it not pay off?I can’t believe the stupid fool Matriarch Alessandra made me sleep on the staircase because she thought she was punishing me. Lol. Smart guy like me. She doesn’t know I’d do anything for the money. Sleeping on the staircase was nothing; I can do it over and over again. Giving the house to charity and selling off my favorite car was nothing; I’d be ready