Romans & histoires Divorce Me Before Death Takes Me, Ceo

"Who knows, I'd have married you instead." I cleared my throat. James was becoming annoying, but I knew I needed him to be able to get my company back on its feet. That way, I could divorce Alex. If he became more annoying, I'd have to let him go because my peace of mind was what mattered most. I began to manage the company and attend meetings at age sixteen, and at eighteen, I was made CEO. My dad was still the chairman and was running almost all the affairs underground. Hearing that the company would go bankrupt broke me, and that was the only reason I was still here. I'd have disappeared after hearing I'd marry on a contract marriage.

My father had always hoped that Chris would step in, but his partying ways had him dropping out of college to live on his trust fund and drink away most of his nights. “I didn’t want to jinx anything until I’d solidified the contract,” he waved a set of papers in the air. “Congratulations on your new CEO position Mr. Pierce.” “We should celebrate,” his lips pulled into a smile as he stared at me, awaiting an answer. “I don’t know. I’m not sure I’ve got much to celebrate,” it was my turn to hold up my papers. The thick lettering that spelled divorce on the front made the familiar ache grow in my chest.

After all, she had married him for his wealth in the first place! Otherwise, they had no prior relationship. It couldn’t have been out of love! “Heh...” His gaze and tone irritated Suzy. “I was sure before, but now...” “I remember the law says that in a divorce, assets should be split in half. As far as I know, half of Wright Corporation is worth a lot more than just a villa and one million dollars," Suzy responded. "...You sure have a big appetite!" Dylan scoffed. He knew she couldn't possibly walk away with nothing. "Be careful not to bite off more than you can chew!"

I think about my net worth, and she could easily walk away with around $100 to $300 million from me. My mom warns me to be careful around Serena. I always defended my wife and gave her the benefit of the doubt. But now that my companies are doing really well, I can't help but think she might be planning to divorce me at the perfect moment. I'll play along. But I won't make it easy for her. If she wants to divorce me, she'll have to play by my rules. And who knows, maybe she'll eventually realize that her plan to divorce me is a big mistake.

(Chapter Fifteen) Jemima left the company the second her last task was done. She avoided any small talk with the few colleagues who still tried to talk to her. Since she's closed, and the fact that she's Khalid's secretary. She was so tired, the exhaustion deep in her bones, it made her shoulders ache and her eyes sting, but money had a way of making people push past that. For the paycheck, she’d keep showing up, keep doing the work, keep swallowing whatever else came with it. After a year, she will make sure to divorce Khalid, by then she has to be financially stable.

“There are eight days remaining.” “You declared a divorce.” “Yes,” he said. “And I stand by it.” Her jaw tightened. “So that was theatre.” “It was necessary.” “For whom?” she asked. “For finality.” Miranda let out a short laugh. “You’re confusing control with closure.” “You’ll sign when the contract ends,” he said. “Not before.” “And if I refuse?” His eyes hardened. “You pay the penalty.” He didn’t raise his voice. “Twenty million,” he added. “Clause seventeen.”

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.

The employees seemed a bit hesitant to speak when they saw me, but a female colleague finally spoke up, "The thing is... David... he..." "David? What happened to him? Is he coming in late?" I asked, and it suddenly reminded me of what had transpired last night at that restaurant. Another colleague hurriedly closed the door and motioned for me to join them at the table, then began, "This morning, we found out that David, our new colleague, is actually the youngest son of Mr. Cruz, the CEO of ACB Company. But what's remarkable is that all of a sudden, there's news that ACB Company has gone bankrupt. How could a company that was doing so well and expanding go bankrupt so quickly?"

A car drove and stopped in front of the courtroom, the car looked expensive and it was indeed expensive. Just as the reporters ran over to get a picture, another car stopped behind the car. They all moved aside again waiting for the owner of the car to fully alight so that they can take pictures and ask questions. After all today's divorce is a fastest Divorce of the century. The CEO of Mars Enterprise and The Heir of The Lake's enterprise who got married are getting divorce less than month after the got married.

I’ll keep my end of the marriage agreement so you can get your inheritance when your father dies. Chelsea had no choice but to stay married to his cheating, lying ass. Catherine had her estate planning department go over the prenuptial agreement with a fine tooth comb. It was as tight as a drum per Catherine’s words. If Chelsea tried to divorce Derek before his father dies and before the year period after his death goes by, Chelsea would forfeit her trust fund to Derek. Her father would hit the roof it that happened.