Divorced And Disappeared, Now She's Back With Billions 소설 & 이야기

He asked, "What information did you find, mother?" "Riley was recently divorced. She is a divorcee! One of my friends is friends with the Martin family. She told me that Riley's ex-husband had built a jewelry company for her, and the same thing is happening with Adrian! See? She is a gold digger!" Tonet revealed. "She is using Adrian's money!" "Mind you, according to my friend, she was dismissed by her ex-husband at the company." With narrowed eyes, Tonet described, "She must have done something wrong."

A faint shadow crossed her face, and the amusement faded, replaced by a cold bitterness, "But as it turns out, money and power just exposed the fundamental weakness in his character. He started following other women. He became exactly the kind of man I had run away from in the first place, a selfish stupid man.” She took a slow, deep breath, her composure returning instantly, "But that is all over now. I have finalized the divorce. I am going back to my family. They are already planning a grand welcome party for me. A reintroduction of their long-lost daughter to Imperial City society." The statement was a chilling reminder of the sheer political upheaval this reunion would cause.

Even though we didn’t for a long time, I have adjusted so fast. “It’s weird knowing that Greta and I are no longer poor or will have to worry about money ever again. We can pour some funds into the island and make it somewhere amazing for everyone. It has so much potential as a tourist trap” Even without OLO, without Jyeon and taking nothing from our marriage, my accounts have been reinstated, and I’m once again a billionaire in my own right. Thanks to my parents. When I got the confirmation, I first transferred a sizable chunk to Greta, who hasn’t even noticed yet. She has no idea she is no longer one of the countries non-wealthy.

“I spent over a billion dollars, you know for a fact that I can't lose money. Transfer the money to me and she's yours. I would divorce her and you can have her.“ Hearing this I spat out the food in my mouth, coughing loudly. My chest hurts, taking a glass of water I gulped it down. The loud gulping was irritating but I couldn't help it. They both turned, glaring at me in anger. I couldn't believe my ears, did I just hear a billion dollars? I patted my chest gently trying to ease the pain. I felt so uncomfortable with the looks they were giving me. “So sorry!” I apologized with difficulty, my voice sounded so hoarse. “How can that be possible? You mean she is with a billion dollars?” The que

I gave Marina a dumb look. If I said she was paying, I meant she was paying. Although everything in here was really expensive, I was used to seeing stuffs like this. For fuck sake I was Rachel fucking Andrews before Mia took that away from me, I could buy this mall if I got mad... That was before I married David. That shitty bastard made me become a stay at home wife, and he never gave me any money. And me, being the stupid and naive girl I once was never complained. I used all my savings up in our three miserable years of marriage, and now we're divorced and I'm left penniless.

She brushed past the young lady, and left the lobby. It has been five years now after divorce, five years of leaving her marriage behind in the most shocking way. No one thought she could do it. Her ex-husband didn't know she had that crazy courage in her. She'd gone ahead with the divorce even when Davey was almost on his knees, begging. How she was able to walk away with absolutely nothing, only to come back with a great empire hidden away in her possession was a mystery, and as Suzanne walked towards the white painted door, the smile on her face broadened.

“But did he actually agree to it?” “What choice did he have? He has a soft heart.” Sienna took a sip of red wine. “But look how it ended. They hadn’t even been married that long before she started pushing for a divorce. She walked away with half of his fortune, then turned around and hooked up with one of his friends.” “What?” Her friend clicked her tongue in disbelief. “No way.” “One marriage, and she suddenly walks away worth sixteen billion. Honestly, people with no shame really do have no limits.”

I placed the suitcase in the trunk and adjusted my dark sunglasses to hide the redness around my eyes after an exhausting night before replying coldly, “No need.” With that, I opened the car door and drove straight out of the estate, leaving behind a group of bewildered servants who had no idea what was happening. A few minutes after I left the estate, my phone chimed with a notification informing me that one billion dollars had been deposited into my account as compensation. According to the contract, the moment the divorce agreement bearing my signature was delivered to Dominic Group's legal team and the court, I would receive one billion dollars in compensation without any questions asked

Not Amelia Blackwood. The pieces fit together with the kind of clean, undeniable clarity that made for exactly the sort of story Renata's editors lived for. A woman married into one of the country's most powerful families, divorced within days of her three-year anniversary, only to reemerge as the secret heir to an entirely separate fortune, one that by several conservative estimates exceeded even her ex-husband's. By midnight, the story was written and by two in the morning, it had cleared editorial review. By six, it was live on every major financial news platform in the country, accompanied by the six photographs Renata captured from her car and the old wedding photograph pulled from the

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