Divorce Me Before Death Takes Me, Ceo Novels & Stories

She was taken aback when she overheard her name used in their chat. "Tomorrow soon?" inquired the elderly gentleman. "But I'm not sure we'll be able to go," "Yes, I know they're already at the right age," the old guy said. For a brief period, he remained silent, as though listening to the other person. "My granddaughter just broke up with her boyfriend, she was very hurt... I don't want to surprise her with this arranged marriage, Joaquin!" he groaned. When he heard plates breaking, Grandfather Tassio looked around. When he noticed Mortana standing there listening and shocked, his eyes widened.

Holding onto something and someone that wasn't meant to be mine in the first place was too exhausting. It was time to give my heart a rest. When Edmund appeared before me, I stared at him for a good minute, drinking in his gorgeous features one last time. Today would be the last time I’d be referred to as his wife. “Let’s get a divorce. I’ll sign the papers,” I stated, my voice stable and firm.

"How could you do this to my daughter? She just died and you're already erasing her memory from Bellerose Fragrance?" Juniper sighed, struggling to be reasonable. "The CEO position can't be vacant for too long and you know that, Mrs. Clermont," she responded neutrally, her face was blank, devoid of emotion. "Besides, your daughter already stepped down from her position before she even took her life. Therefore, the company no longer has any business with her whatsoever."

He yelled again when the maids were moving too slowly. Donna blocked the maids sharply. “What are you planning to do?” “What does it look like? I'm going to the civil bureau to get a divorce.” He gritted his teeth, his gaze towards Alexandra filled with disgust. “Only Charlotte can be my wife.” Donna didn't bulge. “Have you forgotten what's at stake? Your grandfather would annul your position as chairman if you divorce the day after your wedding.” “How's that my business?” Bryan asked, buttoning his shirt hastily. “Do you expect me to marry this gold digger?”

Birch paled but sat down. I turned to the entire room. “Allow me to introduce myself. I am Kaia Willis. Paul and I divorced recently, and we had one hell of a prenup. All assets, including Black Enterprises, now belong to me. If you have a problem with that, leave and wait for your dividend checks. Otherwise, I’m the new CEO and your boss.” “We didn’t vote for you to be our CEO,” Satterwhite said. He is a Paul loyalist. I already know this, and that is why we are cleaning house.

I held the papers in my shaky hands. I felt my leg wobble. My father wants to sever ties with me. Evelyn felt dizzy, but she knew she couldn't succumb to her father; he was only looking for a way to kick her out so he could take over her mother's company permanently, but she didn't want her mother's company to be taken over by greedy people who only seek profit and couldn't continue its legacy.

They always did. She had grown used to whispers over the years, but tonight had been different. Tonight they had not even bothered lowering their voices. A CEO divorcing his “ordinary” wife in front of the city’s elite was entertainment. And Victor Hale had delivered it perfectly. Aurora felt her fingers tighten slightly in her lap. What hurt the most wasn’t the divorce itself. It was the realization that Victor had never once considered her dignity. To him, the announcement had been nothing more than a strategic move.

he asked courteously. “Yes, I wish to discuss the terms and conditions laid down by my father before his untimely death. Since these affect the operation of the business empire, I would like to prove the importance of the marital alliance between me and the current CEO, Mr. Van Every. Further, I would want more power to decide matters pertaining to the business,” said Beatrix, but the board of directors shook their heads to disagree.

After hearing it, I agreed to meet him. Lance leaned over, his hands braced on either side of me, his expression dark and brooding. "Who is it?" I smiled slightly. "None of your business." "So you're divorcing me because of him?" he asked. I shook my head, and the smile vanished from my lips. "Do you have any idea that my father died because of you? He worked three days and nights without rest, trying to resolve the bankruptcy crisis. He didn't sleep, and in the end, he suffered a brain hemorrhage. You're the reason he's dead."

"It means we're getting a divorce. Sign it." Zachary grabbed the divorce agreement and ripped it to shreds. "If we get a divorce, what's going to happen to the company?" "After the divorce, my family will pull out our investment, of course. The company will belong to you and you alone," I said. Once I finished speaking, Zachary fell silent for a while. Then, he took my hand and pressed me down onto a chair. "I know you're upset. Give me a chance to explain things." Just then, Anna came into the office and said, "I'm here to apologize, Elaine."