Romans & histoires Divorce Heiress

Within days, the drama reached William. Victor knelt before him, refusing to stand. “I want to break off this engagement with her!” … Growing up, I was taught that, as the heiress of the Grant family, I could never afford to be ruled by emotion. Trusting business partners? Seven parts trust, three parts caution—that was the rule. Had no one ever taught Victor the same? Maybe not. Or perhaps it was because he had been spoiled from the moment he was born. His mother, once a mistress who married into the Harlow family, had been a beloved former actress. Despite her origins, she’d secured unwavering affection and favor.

“So why did you call me here?” Purple demanded, arms crossed tightly over her chest. She stood rigid and tall—every inch the untouchable woman she’d become. “Have you no shame?” Mrs. Hawthorne snapped. “You are the one who filed for divorce from my son—ungrateful brat!” “The divorce will benefit us both,” Purple shot back, jabbing a finger at herself before settling into a chair with deliberate elegance. “Your son can marry his precious ‘heiress,’ and I’ll finally be free of all of you.”

#Heiress Chloe Davenier Proudly Rejects Billionaire Marriage Deal—Westvale Playboy Diego Publicly Dumped! Esther gave a cold smile, then tapped open the message. The comments caught her eye immediately… [So she really is a true heiress. That kind of boldness is on a whole different level. So what if it’s the Westvale family? Even if it’s the richest family, if you don’t like it, the engagement can be broken off without delay!] [A true heiress is always so domineering. If it were that adopted daughter instead, she’d be stuck and couldn’t break off the engagement no matter what!]

Her brows knitted and she chewed on her bottom lip as she read out loud. “Hello, my wonderful fans. It's been a long ass time, but your baddest bitch is back, and she's back with loads of drama! Eek! The last time I brought the tea, you all called me a marriage destroyer and all sorts of names, but look how that turned out. I saved their marriage-by destroying it nonetheless-but at least no one is being lied to. Both spouses are happily separated. As always, I bring out the truth. Now, I have returned with more juicy stories. There is a billionairess out there whose husband is squandering her family's money (on me) just because she's infertile. There's more to the tea than meets the eye.

She carried herself with a serenity that dared anyone to dismiss her. “Ladies and gentlemen,” Maxwell said with a thin smile, rising to greet her, “I wasn’t aware Odette Global would be sending… its heiress. What an unexpected delight.” The deliberate emphasis on heiress wasn’t lost on anyone. Marcelline inclined her head politely, ignoring the condescension. “You’ll find Odette Global is never without proper representation.” From his seat, Rowan’s gaze fell on Maxwell and his face turned sour. His wife didn't only want to exempt him but was going to work him other CEOs and that including Maxwell Gluten, his sworn enemy.

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

“Are you seriously telling me to go after Emily now?” She nodded, almost excitedly. “Yes. Now that she’s the heiress of Kings Empire, it makes perfect sense. She’s powerful, strong, and still clearly in love with you. This is the chance for our family to shine and you would be a fool not to try and win her back.” My head spun. I stared at her like she had grown a second head. “What happened to all that hatred you had for her? You literally celebrated the day we got divorced,” I said, unable to keep the disbelief out of my voice. “You called her every name in the book. And what about your perfect daughter-in-law, Vanessa? Hm?”

"Public divorce records confirm the finalized separation from you was processed three days ago. The timeline lines up exactly with the article." I stared at him. "Say that again." I said. "The timeline lines up." He repeated, slower this time, I might have missed something in the wording. "She was already Hart Global's heir before any of this happened. The company filing yesterday just made it official." I stood up from my desk and walked toward the window, needing the distance, needing something else to look at besides that photograph sitting on my desk with her face captured, calm and untouched by whatever storm apparently been building around her for years.

“Only a qualified girl can be by your side-” “Believe me, she's more than qualified,” Liam grumbled. “Haley is the secret heiress of the DG Group. Is that what you wanted to hear? Are you satisfied?” However, the woman didn't look satisfied. She looked as if she'd lost her tongue. “That's the biggest joke of the century!” She scoffed. “How can this filthy girl with no background be an heiress-” “You can do your research.” Liam interrupted her. “And for the last time, Mum, leave Haley alone. I haven't changed my mind that I can choose her over you.”

“C’mon, Miss. Your friend wants to have fun.” I slapped his hand when he touched my thigh. He chuckled and lifted his arm as if he’s surrendering. Mattew laughed. “Don’t try again, dude. She must be a virgin.” “LOL! I saw her on the news. She’s the famous Quinn heiress. She’s divorced. Am I right, Miss Bree?” I gritted my teeth. Kate drank a hard drink and pulled herself up. “I’ll just go to the powder room.” She almost lost her balance. She’s already drunk. I think she’s already drinking even before I came here. I want to go with her, but I really want to talk to Mattew Holland.