Novel & Cerita Become Rich And Adored After Breakup

" We were friends since childhood; I always cared for her, loved her like nothing else. She became my life, when I was 20 I thought of proposing to her." "We had an amazing time together, she said yes, she became my world and I could have done anything for her happiness. This was the first and last time I was in love. She betrayed me, for a rich man. I could never expect this from her." He said with a visible pain in his eyes. " Our marriage was fixed, she walked away" An anger retook his emotions. "I became a drug addict, but then I aimed to show her what she lost, what she will never get back, I never looked back, worked hard all day and night and established this empire, became the riches

I exclaimed. Cordelia and I were true bestfriends. She was also the only close friend I had. Plus, following the divorce, I was now filthy rich and genuinely had more money than I could ever spend. She immediately stopped holding back upon hearing my words. "Oh, darling! Do you have any idea how long I've been waiting for my bestfriend to get rich overnight? And now that day is finally here!" Cordelia squealed. She had come across a clip on TikTok where the person's life had taken off after her bestfriend became wealthy. She had immediately tagged me and said she couldn't wait for me to get rich so that the same would happen to her.

Five years later, I returned home with great honor as a renowned entrepreneur. I saw my former lover while surrounded by a group of bosses. She was the least noticed saleswoman in the shopping mall. Time had not been kind to her face. Helen was no longer the beauty she once was. I had provided her the financial freedom to maintain her quality of life. After she graduated, I used my connections to arrange a leisurely post for her at a company. However, her quality of life deteriorated after our breakup.

Even though we didn’t for a long time, I have adjusted so fast. “It’s weird knowing that Greta and I are no longer poor or will have to worry about money ever again. We can pour some funds into the island and make it somewhere amazing for everyone. It has so much potential as a tourist trap” Even without OLO, without Jyeon and taking nothing from our marriage, my accounts have been reinstated, and I’m once again a billionaire in my own right. Thanks to my parents. When I got the confirmation, I first transferred a sizable chunk to Greta, who hasn’t even noticed yet. She has no idea she is no longer one of the countries non-wealthy.

“Yelena, you’ve been living such a hard life after leaving my side? You even became someone else’s nanny. “Apologize to me, and I might reconsider marrying you.” Apologize to him? He was the one who had abandoned me during our engagement party. Yet, he wanted me to apologize?

His heart crushed more as the thought of what he had just battled just in days almost ran him insane. His father was just sent abroad for medical surgery, his ex-wife was back, and he couldn't believe that Aurora had changed so much. She wasn't the timid young lady he once knew; she is now a sophisticated young woman with enormous power. He groaned in pain as he wished to have her back. Coupled with his terrible sad news. He knew right away he had gone bankrupt, and the only way to help him now not to be ruined more financially is for him to merge his companies with this most powerful company, which he is right in.

Chelsea scoffed and slammed her high heel down on my hand. The sound of bones breaking echoed in the air. While I howled in agony, she just said contemptuously, "You honestly think you've got what it takes to be the wife of the richest man in the world? A pathetic pauper like you only deserves to be trampled under my feet." The pain of my finger bones breaking made my whole body tremble. I glared at her with nothing but hatred. "I have Jeremiah's number in my phone. Call him, and you'll know if it's true!"

I hated that I couldn’t slap a label on it and fix it with one of my thousand to-do lists. Becca had been such a sweetheart, though. She kept fussing over me like I was some fragile porcelain doll about to crack. She had her own life now — booming, classy, rich. She deserved it. After the media linked her to me, it was like boom — spotlight. Suddenly, the brands that didn’t even want to look at her were calling back-to-back. People were offering her deals, invites, endorsements. The girl was booked and busy. A whole multi-millionaire.

Invaluable? I stared down at my washed-out old T-shirt, then at my bare-bones rental. The only appliance of value was my dying crappy phone. The sheer despair and absurdity overtook my every being. I had been cautious to hide my sad lifestyle during our three months of online dating. The last thing I wanted to do was bruise Terry’s ego stuck in an endless desk job. I’d even been trying to figure out how to scrape together a few extra bucks to improve his quality of life.

As if he wasn’t asking me to sell myself. ‎I lifted my eyes slowly, forcing my trembling hands to stay still. The man sitting across from me was everything people whispered about in magazines and boardrooms—handsome, powerful, untouchable. Ethan Blackwood. Billionaire CEO. The man who had ruined my family without losing a second of sleep. ‎ ‎“You want me to marry you?” I asked, my voice barely above a whisper. ‎ ‎His dark eyes flickered, sharp and cold, like he was already bored of this conversation. “For one year.”