Divorce To Be Top Heiress Novels & Stories

This will be such big news that I wish I could be there in New York to see the look on my family's faces, especially my stepmother. I still can't believe they had the guts to lie to the public that my husband and I got divorced and I decided to give up the business and go live a private life. I still don't know what to do with those people who caused me pain which can never be healed, the nightmares I have every night watching my baby's life snatched out of me in cold hands. One thing is for sure I will never forgive them and they will pay dearly but for the meantime let me enjoy watching Chloe on the TV as she enjoys my place as the heiress. I must say the unmerited position really suits he

At this moment, Bruce’s life meant more to her than anything else. And so, under Aileen’s pressure, Sharon reluctantly signed the divorce agreement. Now, she didn’t even have a chance to see Bruce, and she had to move out of their home overnight. The pouring rain continued as Sharon walked with heavy steps. She had just gotten off public transportation and swayed her way to the small house where she and Bruce had signed the contract. Everything Aileen said was true. Sharon could only bring suffering to Bruce. He used to be wealthy, living a luxurious life. But for Sharon, Bruce was willing to give up everything and lead a simple life.

Trey had been the ideal parent and spouse till Heather learned about his affair. He genuinely cherished her. He prioritized their pleasure by spoiling her and their daughter. He wouldn't even entertain the idea of divorce when she mentioned it. Even though Jeremy spent a lot of money hiring a top-notch legal team, the divorce continued for over two years. Heather ultimately achieved her goal. She took home two billion dollars after winning custody of her kid. She was truly free to live her life as she pleased now.

“He is married. Yes but to the wrong person. However, he is in the process of divorcing her and getting married to the mother of his child.” Wow! How typical of her. I could feel how annoyed I felt at her. She gave a pause. “Yes, as you heard me…he has an heir. This little boy here Caleb.” She brought him forward. Miranda smiling behind. My hands slowly clenched. Then the next words dropped like a bomb. “Since my son, Nathaniel Hargrave's divorce from Ava Collins will proceed as planned, do not treat her like she is Mrs.Hargrave from now on.”

My grip tightened around my champagne glass. No. That wasn't possible. The woman continued descending the staircase then she lifted her head completely and our eyes met. The glass slipped from my hand as the crystal shattered across the floor, and the sound echoed through the silent ballroom. I barely heard it because the woman standing at the center of the staircase wasn't a stranger. It was Elara, my wife. The woman who had left me. The woman I believed was an orphan. The woman I had just divorced was Elara Frost. The Frost family's long-lost heiress.

"I met her a few days ago. Not at a gala, and certainly not in the city. I met her at the Hale Estate." Byron’s hand paused, the cigarette halfway to his lips. "At the vineyard? What business does a woman like Vivian have with Sarah?" "She’s moved into the guest house," I said, the words feeling like an indictment. "And she didn't come alone. She brought her daughter, Skye. It turns out Bernard Schfard wasn't as childless as the public records suggested. Vivian is claiming half of everything Sarah has built. She’s challenging the inheritance, the land, and the very foundation of the Hale legacy."

At that time, life will get better. Carissa's eyes remained cold and indifferent. "Do you think I encouraged her to get a divorce, Aunt Heather?" "If it weren't for you, she wouldn't have said such ridiculous things. She's only been married for a short time, and she's pregnant. If this child is a son, he'll be the heir to the Earl of Gracehold's title, a position of high status. Why choose a difficult path now, one that's so challenging for a woman to navigate?" Heather replied.

“It stated clearly that in the event of a divorce, she would walk away without touching my power.” My lips parted, I remembered I signed the same document when I was about to marry Marcus, that’s why I can't request anything after our divorce. It was a law that protected billionaires from scheming women. I loved Marcus and I never cared about his money that’s why I signed it. I didn’t know Fiora signed the document too, so she got nothing at the end just like me. Fiora was better than me because she comes from an elite family unlike me that was an orphan.

"But tomorrow a personal shopper will come to help you select a proper wardrobe." "That is too much," Ava protested immediately "I can find something" "Nonsense," the housekeeper said with a warm smile. "You're a Cardwell. This is exactly what you deserve." Left alone in the suite, Ava sank onto the edge of the bed, trying to process the whirlwind of the day. From serving divorce papers to arriving at a mansion as the long-lost granddaughter of one of the country's wealthiest men, it felt like the plot of a fairy tale or a soap opera, not her actual life.

Her mother had died while in labor, and while our father had remarried — the union which had produced me — he'd had a very serious fight with my mother and it had resulted in their divorce just a few years back. Clarissa had always been the star child, the one loved by everybody. She had a cheerful aura, and in addition to being well-behaved, she had hot brains, which was the one thing I was sure my father was proud of the most about her. The end of every academic year always ended with her coming out top of her class, and my father spared no expense in getting her the choicest gifts, just to appreciate how extremely witty she was. She had grown to be the center of attraction, and that was s