Divorce Billionaire Heiress Novel Novels & Stories

Then the divorce papers started coming, one after another, and I kept on tearing them, hoping to fix things, to make him love me, to make him understand that I was the real victim. But in five years, nothing was fixed. Worse, it became more broken, and recently, his first love, Camille, and her daughter, Chloe returned to the country, and he couldn't wait to divorce me, and join the family of two. All the love, attention we ever begged for, was freely given to Camille and her daughter, freely. How benevolent! At some point, I ended up falling asleep in the hallway, and it was not until four when I woke up, tired, numb, and I forced my way to Lila’s room..She was still asleep, peacefully, una

Julian Bennett leaned back in his leather chair, the dim light of his private office casting shadows across his chiseled features. The city skyline stretched out beyond the floor to ceiling windows behind him, but his focus wasn’t on the view. Instead, his sharp eyes scanned the reports on his tablet, each headline about Alexis Montgomery more inflammatory than the last. "Socialite Heiress Ditches Fiancé for Hotel Mystery Man!" "Alexis Montgomery’s New Flame: Opportunist or Genuine?"

“Oh?” Rhiannon asked as she raised her eyebrows and seemed unaffected by those words. “Why do you look so unconcerned?” Yadira frowned as she couldn’t understand what her sister was thinking. “Why should I look as if I am so bothered or stressed out about that? If he accepts that woman even after knowing that her mother was an imposter, he isn’t worth being my husband. What I will do after everything is over is to divorce him. Right now, I will just stay alert as I look at what he and his family would do concerning this Cecily Sanders,” Rhiannon said lazily but there was an evil glint in her eyes.

“I was watching you use that poor girl, making her invest in the company, promising her returns that she never saw. It’s her money that got the company where it is today, and that means it belongs to her. Not so long ago, she invested one billion dollars in it, and if it weren’t for her, all your hard work would’ve been in vain. So the company belongs to her and her children.” “Over my dead body, Grandpa.” I leaned toward him, closing the small gap between us. “I won’t allow you to discredit me for my hard work. Giselle was my wife, and she got her share of the money I had promised her. She was repaid in full for her generosity.” “You repaid her with divorce papers and an abortion appointmen

“Who’s going to tell them? You? The tied-up heiress who conveniently disappeared after finally being discovered? No one will believe you, Lila. By the time they even suspect me, I’ll have erased every trace of you.” “You will rot in jail Randall, I assure you,” I spat, eliciting another derisive laughter from him before he spoke again. “Now you've known too much Lila, but trust me, you've not known enough. Given that I'm a nice person, let me enlighten you a little before your last breath,” he said with a sarcasm that made my stomach churn with disgust as I looked at him. “I specifically sent Victor to lure you here so I could kill you by myself and everyone would see for themselves that the

It cut deep; her own mother had branded her a criminal in the blink of an eye. Before Lydia could defend herself, the tension was struck. "Well, Adrian, the Sinclairs are here to negotiate the marriage alliance between you and Natasha. It is destiny. The uniting of the sole heirs to two of the greatest empires in this nation. It’s the single best thing that could ever happen to both our houses." It was a miracle that the patriarch of the family remained completely unbothered by the scandal swirling around the Sinclairs. He had to be incredibly pleased with Natasha to overlook a mess like this.After all she was the Heiress just as he mentioned.

"You want to play this game—" "I'm not playing anything." My voice was flat and even and I watched Isabelle across the table stop typing and look at me. "You built a structure to steal my family's company through a marriage I was never meant to understand. I found it. I left. Whatever comes next is a consequence, not a game." Silence on the line. "You have no idea," he said, "what you've started."

Being born into a wealthy family and the only child of her parents, Alicia has so many responsibilities on her, and also, her life has been planned before she grew up. She was supposed to get married at the age of twenty-one, at most, so she could take over the family business. However, she failed as her first boyfriend whom she was supposed to get married to eight years ago, dumped her on their wedding day, after he stole ten million dollars from her. Ever since, she has developed this hatred for men and never thought of getting married again. Although she still has some male friends, but getting involved with any man is just what she doesn't want. Her parents have kept up with her decision

The mansion looms behind me, huge and cold and suddenly not mine at all. I don’t look back insted I pull my phone out with shaking hands and open my messages. Maya. My best friend. Or at least I thought she was. My fingers hover over the screen for a second before I type. He asked me for a divorce. Tonight. I don’t know what happened. I’m leaving. The message sends. Three little dots appear almost immediately. My chest tightens with a tiny spark of hope. Her reply comes fast. You deserve it you are a whore.

Isabella's POV The morning after the gala, my face was on every news site and social media platform in the country. "The Lost Morrison Heiress Found." "Billionaire's Long-Lost Granddaughter Revealed." But my favorite headline was from a gossip blog: "Marcus Wei's Biggest Mistake: He Divorced a Morrison." I read that one three times before I started making calls. It was time to stop playing defense. Time to attack. I woke up in my bedroom at the Morrison estate to my phone vibrating nonstop.