After Divorce She Becomes The Billionaire Heiress นิยาย & เรื่องราว

She had nothing, no money, no home, no support aside from me so, how come? I felt a strange ache settle in my chest like my heart was caught between disbelief and regret. What happened to her after our divorce? Where has she gone? And how did she become the heiress of the King's Empire? I watched her carefully. Her dress, long and black, clung perfectly to her curves. Her makeup was soft but flawless and her hair flowed in elegant waves. She has a beauty that has always been there but now, it's mixed with power and pride and something else...

“I dont get it….So let me guess, you think dressing to the teeth with the remaining savings you have left will seduce my son again?” She stopped to let out a dry derisive laugh. James stepped forward and tried to say something but she held up her palm to stop firmly, her gaze remained on me. “Who am I even kidding? You are of course too lazy to keep any savings. So tell Where did you borrow that from?” She queried, eyeing my dress. “Did you take a loan for this? Guess what, Its all useless, I took the divorce letter you signed and it's final. You are legally divorced. If you know what is good for you, I suggest you refrain from ever coming near my son, you good for nothing beggar."

Marrying Landon would help her secure the royal family’s wealth since he would be part of the inheritance, and it was her way of telling me game on. I expected that to happen anyway, since I already saw the signs that she wouldn’t last long with Owen. Poor him—but he deserved everything for what he had put me through in my past life and how his family had treated me. Ariana had never cared about him. It was all about the money—money that I had put all my hard work into, and in the end lost everything, got killed by those I thought I could trust.

So I imagined her on the TV. But she was the one. She looked clean, different, and professional. And to top it up, she looked more confident, way more confident than she looked when she came here a few months ago. Or should I say a year ago? It made no sense. Everything had been ruined. Everything had been scattered. She lost everything. She lost Aiden too. She lost Mom's trust. How is she capable? How is she back on the news? How is she thriving? I brought out my phone immediately and started searching for information about Sophia, typing down her name when I saw it linked to a charity.

Isn't this the place where the famous billionaire lived? I stepped back. Oh no, Dorothy. What are you thinking? Are you planning on applying as a maid here? But there's nothing I can do. I need money for my mom. "Goodness, it's getting out of hand." I heard a man spoke behind me so I turned to face him. My eyes widened when I saw him! The famous billionaire! Danmar Bertrand! Am I really seeing him now? He isn't inside a tv screen, a billboard, a painting and anything else? Is he really in front of me?

In shorter words, I regretted the day I met him. I was nineteen years old at that time when my grandfather had just passed down the Shimmer Jewelry line as my inheritance. That was when my life turned around. Billions were gotten off that business, but when he started to fear that he was getting too old to manage a company that was doing so well like that, he passed it to me. Having I was the closest next heir since my parents were no more, he had no choice. I was as young as 19 when I started to manage a multi-million dollar company. It was a mad flex.

“You married a poor girl, not knowing that she's an heiress of the multi-billion-dollar empire?” “Like my whole family, I believed she possesses nothing,” he said, his fingers curling tightly around the wooden armrests. “But you were wrong.” Darkness danced along my grin. “Was that the reason for your divorce?” His trembling hand moved to his collar and loosened his tie. “I-I beg your pardon?” I leaned farther on my desk, feeling the anger slowly coiling inside me. “Did you divorce her because she was poor? Because she had nothing? Because she wasn't good enough?”

Sylvester hit my shoulder, "My friend, whatever it is you're thinking about is nothing compared to the deal you'll be signing tomorrow. Take your mind off it and get your head back into the game," My head immediately went back to the client that'll be in my office as early as possible tomorrow and I needed to be extra ready to meet them. Saying a quick goodbye, I rushed out of the apartment and drove home to get to work and probably avoid Alicia. As I walked into the silent mansion, my eyes caught the document sitting on the kitchen aisle, I picked it up and opened it to see it was the divorce papers. She was ready, she had been ready since the night my grandmother died.

It dawned on her that his heart belonged to another woman and there was absolutely nothing that could change that. “I owe you no explanation,” Dennis replied with a tightened expression. “You just have to leave. Hold on, do I need to remind you that our union was never based on our mutual love for each other? I don’t love you. You should know better and stop all the drama.” “Alright, I understand.” Nita sighed. However, she maintained an indifferent outward look. She did not want to look defeated before him. Dennis scanned from her toes to her head, “I know you have nothing to fall back to. I’ll make a cash transfer of one million dollars. That should be enough for you to gather the pieces o

It wasn't until a car appeared on the distant highway that they became excited, all crowding toward the entrance for a better angle. They were staking me out, hoping to capture a firsthand shot, while I watched from my office upstairs in the hospital, peering through the blinds at the scene below. I couldn't imagine what headlines they would pair with the images, as my story was indeed full of drama. The young billionaire remained unknown until her divorce, when her ex-husband died at the hands of his lover. The lover was about to be imprisoned, and in the courtroom before imprisonment, she tearfully and desperately told the judge that she had contracted HIV, pleading for a more humane judgm