All Chapters of Divorce and Regret, His Ex-wife is a Billionaire: Chapter 291 - Chapter 300

Jordyn’s POV It felt like a dream, like it wasn’t real.We stood in the room with Vivienne and watched the police march in. They showed her the warrant for her arrest and read off her Miranda rights.It was real though. The police were here. My mother was getting arrested. “You can’t do this,” she started to say, but Larry had cut her off. “I would retain your right to remain silent if I were you,” Larry said sternly. I saw my mother’s expression change as she realized the gravity of the situation. She caught my eye, and I saw the panic on her face. “Jordyn?” she said, her voice low. “Do something.” I sighed deeply as the police produced a pair of handcuffs. There was nothing I could do. With Ellie’s confession on top of all the other evidence we’d gathered, there was no doubt in anyone’s mind that my mother would be going away for a very long time. “JORDYN!” she snapped, her voice high-pitched an

Cassandra’s POV“I’m still trying to wrap my mind around the fact that you’re a billionaire now, Cass,” Stella said. We were paddling around the pool on air mattresses, taking in the warm, late afternoon sun. I had to admit, Dillon had put this party together pretty quickly. The scent of the lit barbeque wafted through the air. The men were gathered around the putting green, beers in hand. Laura, Cass, and I had decided to hit the pool for some sun-tanning. My nose was aching a bit, but a quick trip to Dillon’s private doctor had confirmed that it wasn’t broken. I’d taken a few aspirins, which helped. “It’s pretty surreal,” I said. Had all of this actually happened? I think both Jordyn and I were both still a bit shell shocked. Dillon had asked about Stanley’s letters on the way to the doctor, but I’d kept the details vague. The letters just felt private, especially Jordyn’s, and I didn’t want to betray his trust by telling Dillon about ever

Cassandra’s POV I chuckled at Jordyn’s question. Honestly, I didn’t really know how it felt to be a billionaire because it was all still so new. “You tell me,” I replied with a shrug. He sighed deeply and leaned back in his chair. Crickets were starting to chirp, and a nice, cool evening breeze blew over us. “I haven’t processed it yet,” he said. “I think I’m still in shock.” I nodded. “You’re okay though? I mean, it couldn’t have been easy watching your mother get hauled away in handcuffs. Even though it was you who initially reported her to the police. “Larry and I had a good talk just before dinner,” Jordyn said. “I didn’t realize that he was so close to my grandfather. It’s crazy to think about, really. Larry knew this entire time that Vivienne wasn’t getting a dime and that she was going to be arrested. But he had to bide his time and wait until we read the will. He’s a good man. A really good man.” “I a

Dillon’s POV I didn’t have the heart to tell Cassandra that I didn’t want to live at Stanley’s estate. I wanted to live here, in the home that I’d built. THIS was my home. Not some enormous estate built by a billionaire. I don’t know how to describe it, but as I listened to Cassandra talk about Stanley’s estate, which was actually HER estate now, something inside of me shifted. I felt uncomfortable, uneasy, in a way that I couldn’t explain. I have no idea why it bothered me, but it did, hearing her go on and on about the estate, like it was a piece of heaven come down to earth. I was happy for her, happy that she’d been given all this wealth, but deep down, I was afraid that it would somehow change things between us. Cassandra had grown up wealthy, just as I had. We’d both had country club memberships and vacationed in exclusive places. My level of wealth had always been a bit more than hers, though. And don’t get me wrong, it wasn’t that I

Jordyn’s POV Laura kept scrunching her hair and chuckled. “Going through my things?” she asked, but her tone was playful. I was pretty upset and in no mood for playful banter. I wanted an explanation. I honestly couldn’t believe what I’d read in the contract. “Why did you do this?” I demanded, still brandishing the contract. Laura sighed. “Jordyn,” she said, coming into the office. “It’s just business. You of all people should know that. I haven’t done anything wrong.” “Do you honestly think Cassandra and Stella would have signed this if they’d taken the time to read it?” I asked her. “I don’t know,” Laura replied. “It sounds like you’re accusing me of something. But I think you’re forgetting that I helped them out of a tight spot. I loaned them a lot of money, Jordyn.” “Don’t act innocent,” I snapped at her. “You knew damn well what you were doing when you drew up this contract. Yes, y