Divorce Heiress Novels & Stories

More than anything else she had said so far. “When we get home,” she continued, turning back to Cassie, “I’ll give you everything your parents left behind. Every document, every detail you’ll need to understand what’s really going on.” Frederick swallowed hard, his throat dry, the realization settling in like something heavy and immovable. His ex-wife… The heiress to the Blackridge empire. A name that dominated rankings, that stood at the very top, far beyond anything the Novarion Group could compete with.

The car ride to Melendez Corp felt strange, it had been years since I'd been to the family company, back then when I was still just Ariana Lopez, nobody special. Now? Things have change. I won’t lie part of me missed the less attention I use to get when I lived a simple and affordable life with Angelo before he messed everything up. The car stopped in front of the tall glass building. I took a deep breath and stepped out. The moment I walked through the revolving doors, whispers started. "That's her..." "The Melendez heiress..." "She married Dante Russo yesterday..." I kept my head high, ignoring them all. The elevator ride to the top floor felt endless, when the doors opened, everything loo

They were somewhat aware of the gossip surrounding Grace and Benjamin, especially their high-profile divorce. Whispers and discussions ensued among some, unable to hide their surprise. "Why is she here?" "Weren't they divorced? Could they have reconciled?" "She's the Lewis family's heiress, with a status and background far superior to that of the Hawkins family. Marrying her is considered an extraordinary accomplishment for the Hawkins family." Grace kept her eyes straight ahead, ignoring what others were saying. She walked elegantly in a flowing azure dress. It accentuated her slender figure, and her steps were confident in high heels.

I sighed, pulling out the contract and going over it. I wet my lips, and glued my eyes at the money stated in the contract that Massimo was offering to pay. It was a ridiculous huge amount, but I wasn’t fazed. I had seen a lot of that during my time as a billionaire heiress before that bastard, Gibson, ruined my life. I gripped the pen tight in anger. “Careful not to snap it into two,” Massimo’s voice interrupted my drift, shattering my peace and silence like a glass.

All he had to do was mull over the divorce terms, how they would split the assets, and what kind of settlement he could offer Evangeline. However, even if he gave up the whole Gordon fortune to Evangeline, would it even matter? The Foster family's golden girl could not care less about cash and all that stuff. Chances were, the whole Gordon estate could not hold a candle to the freedom that divorce paper would have brought her. … In the hillside villa. Julia stormed in, tossing her coat aside, and then collapsed onto the sofa, letting it swallow her whole. This was just the worst! She had finally managed to lure Alex out, only to get busted by Walter. As if that was not bad enough, she was ca

She couldn’t even concentrate on the words coming out of Celene’s mouth because she was still trying to process the fact that she was the heiress of the Salvatore Group. “T-this can’t be... Why is she up there? She said she’s an orphan. I’m sure of it.” Jarred’s words caught in his throat, and he felt a wave of nausea at the realization that his ex-wife, whom he had constantly insulted and demeaned, was actually a member of a wealthy conglomerate, and an heiress at that.

She was practically jobless and how she survived in this city was amusing. Nobody could judge her social skills even if they tried. She was a bonafide social climber and she did it so well, rumors had it though that she had shackled herself to the wrong billionaire. Adrian Hales was a ‘soon to be’ bankrupt person and it was going to be a beautiful reality for Cassie. Good thing society will still be there and the rude world will still rotate, she frowned at the thought and it was about the same time that they stepped into Dan’s office.

Bella seemed sincere, but in her heart was fury; she had no wish to lose all the wealth that divorce from David would bring. “I know that. Very well. You give David back to me, and you may divorce him. I shall give you plenty of money, for I am no longer the Olivia of old.” Olivia was satisfied, for now she was the heiress of the Levine conglomerate, though neither David nor Bella yet knew it.

Seeing Hazel hurry upstairs, almost as if fleeing, Sheila couldn’t help but laugh. It seemed that Damon’s pursuit of Hazel wasn’t without effect. From a friend’s perspective, Sheila thought their personalities were a perfect match. She couldn’t help but wonder what had happened when they got married before. Two people so well-matched, yet they ended up divorcing. Thinking about Agatha, Sheila suddenly had an epiphany. Could it be that their divorce was related to Agatha? Maybe that’s why Hazel insisted on sending Agatha abroad, never to return for a long time!

She looked away and bit her lip, muttering, “Grandma, I don’t want Harry anymore. I found a better man.” “What…?” The village chief looked at her with disbelief. “Dior, are you being serious?” She could tell that Dior treated Harry sincerely. How could she have fallen for another man so quickly? Dior did not want to explain anything. At this point, she was feeling worse. She quickly packed up and said, “Grandma, it’s true. I’m an heiress in Burlington, and Harry isn’t good enough for me.” “Huh?” The village chief was shocked.