Divorce Billionaires Heiress Novels & Stories

“Hailey is now a billionaire who mingles with many handsome young men out there who own hundreds of expensive cars. So, tell me, how do you intend to win her heart despite her wealth?” Williams was silent with his eyes wide open in astonishment as he couldn't believe what he heard about Hailey. He thought twice about the convoy that brought Hailey. Now that Derrick had said everything, Williams was fully convinced about what Derrick told him. “How is she suddenly a billionaire in just five years we got divorced? Is she married into a wealthy family?” Williams curiously inquired in disbelief, even though he saw the expensive cars and the bodyguards Hailey came to the factory with.

When they were alone again, he leaned back in his chair and studied her with those assessing gray eyes. "So," he said finally. "CEO. How does it feel?" "Like I earned it." Her voice was sharp, defensive. "I don't doubt that." He paused. "But you have to admit, the timing was interesting. Father announces your divorce, and two weeks later you're running the company." "The divorce had nothing to do with my promotion." "Didn't it?" Lucien's tone remained mild, conversational. "Nine years of marriage to Rowan Adair. Contract fulfilled. Debt paid. And suddenly you're free and in charge of the family empire. No more obligations to a husband who barely knew you existed."

I do love him but my family always placed our business first before any other thing. Jake was the son of Elon Reagan, CEO of a billionaire conglomerate. Jake was a rich spoiled brat who engaged in all forms of social abnormalities. He always slept around with women and always at one club or another; sometimes I wonder how I fell for such a man. I guess love is truly blind for I was blinded by love. At first I didn't read any meaning into his actions but I felt detached from the relationship so I had to take a slow step 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

“I am Elena Blackwood.” “I am Elena Moran.” “I stopped using Blackwood.” “I never married Adrian.” “I did.” “I divorced him.” Adrian blinked. Current Elena whispered: “Don't take it personally.” “Trying.” One older Elena: “I married someone else after he died.” Adrian muttered: “I dislike this meeting.” Another: “I never had children.” Another: “I had nine.” Lucas looked horrified. Another: “I rejected Genesis entirely.” Another: “I built it.” Another: “I destroyed it.” Another:

I drew back, "Isn't this what you've always wanted me to give you?" He shook his head, "I don't need this million and I know you know it. It was obviously just an obstacle to stop you from divorcing me, I didn't know you would get the money so soon. Now that we are divorced, I naturally can't take it anymore. I'm a billionaire, asking you for a break-up f*e is even embarrassing."

He turned back to her. “You thought I married you because I loved you ... hell No ... even though you never told I knew you were the heir to your fucking father’s wealth” he snarled, drawing a chair for him to sit on ... “Your woes began the day you left Gaius and became a divorcee. That fact that you were lonely, seeking expression and had a low self – esteem of your fucking self was a ground that I could use to penetrate your fucking strong hold ... you were never really attractive to me ...” “So, what’s all this epistle all about now ?” She asked, regaining her voice back ....

After what happened to my father and me, I completely distanced myself from the outside world just focussed on my life and that's all, but when I hear that I would be collaborating with the only daughter of a multi millionaire who just annulled her marriage with her husband and is heavily pregnant at the moment, I don't know but something about her spark my emotion, and I became really interested in her. When I met her for tge first time I knew I dtant that she's a very reserved lady and her husband is probably the one that messed up the marriage, some ladies would have jumped into my arms at the mention of marriage but she did not even care, she still maintained her standard and I could tel

Not only did I get what I was entitled to, but I also received half of all his assets under his name. Staring at the figures in the contract, I was stunned. I never imagined Hector had accumulated so much wealth. I never expected he would give me so much. A large portion of it, I knew, was something Hector could have easily avoided giving me, thanks to his resources and influence. In the end, after two months of intense public drama triggered by a reality show, the divorce was finally settled. The story’s conclusion was simple: I had transformed into a single, billionaire woman. …

i said coldly. Debbie rolled her eyes. "You still still haven't answered Becky's question. Where did you steal the money to buy that dress?" I stayed silent. I could have easily shut them all up by revealing the truth. That I wasn't some abandoned woman crawling back into high society. That I was Giselle Von Howard, the heiress to one of the richest empire in the world. But I wasn't about to waste my breath on people who had already made up their minds about me. Patrick scoffed his voice dropping into something almost bitter. "So this is why you accepted the divorce? Because you wanted to some rich guy? Because you wanted to get back at me?. I stared at him. Unbelievable.