Divorce Billionaire Heiress Novel Novels & Stories

For two long years, Vivienne believed she was the legally wedded Mrs. Montemayor. To be the perfect, submissive wife Ethan needed, she endured the cold stares of high society and swallowed the endless humiliations from his elitist family. She loved him with everything she had, believing his promise that they would eventually accept her. ​Until she accidentally tore their marriage certificate. ​When Vivienne went to the city hall for a certified replacement, her entire world collapsed. There was no record of their marriage. The document was a complete fake. The man she called her husband had trapped her in a beautifully constructed lie, using her to secure his grandfather’s massive inhe

It wasn't as if they couldn't take their leave, but everyone was curious, wanting to know how everything was going to end. Probably they have heard about brides abandoning their grooms on their marriage day, but the groom abandoning his bride on the marriage day was something that rarely happens, but right now it was about to happen, and it wasn't just about to happen to any ordinary person but to Sarah Jones, one of the richest billionaires in New York City, and this wasn't a scene one would afford to miss. Meanwhile, Xavier sat at a corner in the church, his facial expression calm as if nothing was happening.

I dove straight under my duvet and soaked my pillows with my silent tears as I relived all of our time together. I heard the door open and then, "It's past 8:00." I looked at the time on my phone, 8:45 P.M. ThenI wordlessly returned to watching a video of Aiden and I on one of my birthdays. Suddenly, the duvet was pulled off and my phone was snatched from me. "Give it back!" I sprang up. "No! You can't do this to yourself." She looked me up and down and her frown deepened worriedly, "It's been just a few hours and you look like you've lost tons of weight. Get over him, girl!"

The world had a cruel sense of humor. In one day, the power tables turned. A billion dollar empire got acquired overnight and that too by the owner's ex. Jacintha was no longer the woman Reid could silence, dismiss or scold. She is now his greatest rival. His ex-wife that miraculously rose from the dead is back, and she would not let him rest. She haunted his dreams when he presumed her dead now that he knows she's alive, she is now his living nightmare.

“Sudden Billionaire Heiress After Divorce! Hahaha! I remember it. Don’t you see! Let me tell you what happened in the story because I want to do everything the MC did in that book hahaha!” “So, a beautiful billionaire was a woman. A very wealthy woman who had no man yet. She bought a yacht for herself, she bought five more mansions in New York and Texas. She went to the moon to celebrate her birthday and even lived in a resort underneath the sea level for a week just with the fishes. Ahahah. I want to live it all,” Tyler sounded. *Scoff* As drunk as he was, each person he spoke to counted his words as gibberish and just took their shot of drink, walking away from his presence.

Ashley’s screams echoed down the hallway as Maya walked away, her heels clicking against the tiled floor. Tears rolled down Maya’s eyes as she remembers all what she went through because of her, and she wiped them away with her finger before putting on her sunglasses. As she walked out of the hospital, a news played on the television screen with the tag: the youngest billionaire in the world, Lance Wells, had returned to the country with his two daughters after a successful launch in Beijing.

He had never connected her to the legendary, ultra-private Sterling dynasty that ruled the global financial sector from Europe. She wasn't a charity case. She was the crown jewel of the wealthiest family on earth. And she was Apex. "Maeva..." Kasen's voice was barely a whisper. He stepped forward, his legs feeling heavy, almost numb. The arrogant, untouchable CEO mask he had worn for years was gone, replaced by a desperate, sweating panic. "Maeva, please. Tell me this is a joke. We were married. We spent three years together. You... you can't do this to me. You can't destroy Axiom Global."

- he coughed out gently as he reminded them again. A hint of impatience crossed Alison’s eyes, and she couldn’t help but phone Dickson to ask about her sister whereabout, “Dickson, do you know where my sister has been?” Dickson froze because he did not know the answer to this question. Five years ago, after their divorce, Dickson thought Amanda was going to keep harassing him or at least make a scene! Unexpectedly, the next day, Amanda moved out. She took nothing with her but her IDs, not even the bank card that had 200 million dollars in it despite granting her, her last wish.

I cleared my throat and started to recite everything I had already decided on, “The profits stay a hundred percent mine. We might be married to the world but within these walls, we are not and our private lives must stay separate. There will be no jealousy, nothing of that sort.” He shrugged, “As you will see, all of that is in the deal anyway, no jealousy no falling in love, nothing complicated. It is only a business contract” I swallowed, my next words were going to change everything. “Then I agree, the documents?”

And they had started tonight. "Can they access the entire file?" I asked. Marcus shook his head. "Not yet." "Then stop them." "I already have." Julian stepped closer. "Sophia, this is no longer just about Damien." I looked at him. "I know." My divorce had been supposed to be the end of my old life. Instead, it seemed to have opened a door I didn't know existed. A door leading straight into my family's past. My phone vibrated for the third time. This time, there was no message. There was a photograph.