Billionaire Let's Divorce Novels & Stories

“The company is dealing with a crisis.” I stared at him. “So you decided to divorce me?” “It’s not that simple.” “It looks simple,” I replied. “You already wrote the ending.” He finally met my eyes. His expression was flat. Controlled. The same look he wore in boardrooms when negotiations were done. “I can’t afford complications,” he said. The word hit harder than I expected. “Complications,” I repeated. “Is that what I am now?” “Elara, you’re taking this personally.”

Well, good riddance because damn! There was no way her and her husband dearest were going to escape what I had for them. She had some nerve. Coming into my home, almost ruining things for Scarlett and I, all for a few millions, while she was still married to the fucker I made swear I would never set my eyes on him again. Yeah, they asked for every bit of what I was going to serve to them on a gold dish. With these, I couldn't help but wonder what then was in the second envelope, the brown one.

His eyes were wide with fury. “Sign…signing the…” "If you dare, then consider yourself disowned!” He concluded and Valentina paused instantly. "You seemed to forget that her divorce is the reason you are here.” I raised a brow at him and he squinted. "I don't know who you are but you have no business shoving your nose in my family's business.” This time it was his loud mouth of a wife who spoke. "I don't hit ladies.” I started and her eyes flared.

Ethan's eyes locked onto mine, and he hastily attempted to intervene, but I cut him off. "We are DIVORCED, Grandpa! Lysander sent me Divorce papers and threw me out of his house, naked!" "How dare he do that to the daughter of the richest business tycoon in Nether? He must pay for that, Ivy!" Grandpa protested, his voice echoing in rage. He assured me three years ago that as long as I am happy with Lysander, he will continue supporting my marriage. Lysander isn't aware of my status as the hidden Trillionaire boss of WASTON GROUP, the most influential and richest corporation in Nether.

I interposed her, “Are you sure that he accepted the proposal? Yes the billionaire could propose the marriage agreement but my father-in-law would never accept such a selfish proposal for his son. I know Fanny and he holds me in high esteem…” Salsa shook her head in sheer loss as she grinned briefly, “Listen up, Fanny is a tycoon and when it comes to his business he doesn’t give a damn whether you helped his son to regain his sanity or you woke him from the dead. If divorcing you so that Brian will marry the billionaire’s daughter will sort out his debts Fanny is going to divorce you without looking back.”

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

Andy got up from the armchair she was sitting in, going to stand next to they grandmother “A divorce can be initiated fully unilaterally, which means that if Rose wants to, she can go to court and start the process even if you don't want her to. And we will all be forced to accept it.” “But what the hell is wrong with that girl?” Adele grumbled “She lives in a mansion, having all the best things in life, married to one of the most eligible bachelors in the country, and wants to get divorced just because a contract is up? She doesn't seem as smart as I'd give her credit for..." "Don't talk about Rose that way." Aaron found himself defending her fervently before he could even realize what he w

His stand from the table is quick leaving me alone in the crowded place. He said I was waiting to break him. Is he- My phone rings loudly in my pocket, so rather than let my loud thoughts consume me, I answer it. “Yes?” "Livy, Mum heard about your divorce. Sorry, siz, she is mad-mad. She called us all home for a mandatory meeting." The call ends, leaving me staring at my device. 'Love does not exist for billionaires.' Mother's words find me before a black Bentley, which seems to attract everyone's attention, pulls up from across the street.

Her eyes lit up as she let out a giggle. The question that had been gnawing at the back of my mind since I met Belle finally won the battle so I asked, “What's a textbook billionaire?” As though she had been waiting for the question, she clapped her hands together and turned to me, beaming. She raised her finger and began counting, “Ridiculously wealthy. Powerful. Mysterious. Always in control. Emotionally unavailable and probably brooding half the time.” The list was good till that. A stern frown settled on my face as the words ‘emotionally unavailable’ flashed in my head repeatedly.

We just talked. We talked about everything: old memories, school days, silly jokes. We laughed until our stomachs hurt. But then her expression grew serious. "Aliyah... what happened to you? You just disappeared. I tried calling, messaging... I thought something terrible had happened." I took a deep breath. "It's a long story. But... I'm divorced now." Her eyes widened. "Divorced? From Liam Hemsworth?" I nodded. "Yes. It was... complicated. He never loved me. The marriage was a mistake from the beginning."