Divorced And Disappeared, Now She's Back With Billions Mga Nobela at Kwento

“Damn! That’s really bad.” “Yeah, I know, right? It was a huge amount of money, as well as some other assets, but I'm not going to mention the amount here. It was so bad that even his company took a hit and was left struggling. We’re still managing to get on our feet again. She took her settlement and disappeared into thin air. Anyway, not long after, I found out I was pregnant, and we were both overjoyed, as his mother was. Anyway, they got divorced, and we rekindled our love and have been together ever since then. So that is the story.”

She paced slowly in front of me, eyes gleaming with pure enjoyment as if she was savoring every moment of my discomfort. “You’ve always gotten any man you wanted. For ten years straight,” she continued. “At eighteen, you made the Duke of Edinburgh divorce his wife, split his fortune in half, and then you dumped him like trash and moved on to the prince of Dubai.” I let a small, real smile slip out as the memories flashed. The memories were sweet. “Good old days,” I said softly. “Of course!” She laughed louder, stopping right in front of me. “But now you’re twenty-eight. Not as young. Not as fresh. Billionaires aren’t dying for you anymore. So you cling to that old glory like it’s oxygen.”

“Young? Isn’t he already thirty-something?” “Come on. We thought he was gonna be an ugly, old man! Wait, I wanna get a better look at his face. Let’s G****e him.” Right after she finished her words, she took out her phone to execute her plan. “He’s thirty-five! And…assets appraisal…6 billion dollars! And wait… Wikipedia says he got divorced five years ago!” “He’s divorced?” Scarlett paused as she was taking her clothes off and getting ready to hop into the shower.

Three years after her operation, everything was going well and despite her efforts, she had ended up divorcing this doctor and with the divorce had pocketed half of his assets. Everything was going well because she had no more symptoms and had even gone on with her life. She met a businessman who had a chain of hotels, the man fell hopelessly in love with her and married her. He was quite old and in fragile health and some time after the marriage, he passed away bequeathing all his fortune to her. Amanda renamed his empire Clark and became one of the most influential real estate owners in the world through hard work and intelligence.

I can remember when I first arrived here, I lived in a shabby house, but now things have changed and I have changed too, I was no longer the timid and naive Ava from years back, I'm now a domineering, ruthless, and powerful billionaire who controls millions of wealth across all countries I was happy I left New York, happy I took that bold step to become who I am today, happy I could give my lovely kids a good life plus the love of a mother and father as well, they never asked about their father and I take that as a clue that I'm doing well in feeling two gaps at a time after all there father don't even care if they exist I heard Nicklaus Michaelson is now confined to a wheelchair, what a wor

Well, I could not blame him for being amused. I have a very unusual request. “Come on, Greg. I am serious. What happened to my divorce record? Did you manage to settle it?” There was a pause, and the wait was killing me. I need to know right away so I can make another plan. I flexed my fingers when I heard Greg's snicker on the other line. I let it pass, ignoring the veiled sarcasm. “I could never understand you. Why divorce your wife when you are going to steal your divorce record later? And what if our accomplice snitched on us? You know how money talks. And Adam Burkes is not an easy adversary.”

"What's going on here?" she asked in perfect Italian, her tone brooking no argument. The officer snapped to attention. "Racheal, this man is demanding to see a prisoner, Abigail Johnson." The woman turned to me, and I felt the ground shift beneath my feet. It was none other than Racheal Williams. My ex-wife. I hadn’t seen her in years, not since the divorce. My mouth and eyes couldn’t help but open widely. She was looking more powerful and confident than I ever remembered.

THREE years had quietly slipped by since Cindy married Alexander Choi—the formidable billionaire CEO of Choi Global Holdings, an empire with deep roots in finance and investment. To the outside world, their marriage had been nothing short of a fairytale: the orphan girl who married into unimaginable wealth and power. It was also the very company that had poured money into her adoptive family’s real estate and infrastructure business, giving it the fuel to rise higher, stronger and more prominent than ever before. In society’s eyes, Cindy had become the bridge, the jewel that tied her family to an empire.

Blue sat at the table coloring quietly, unaware that the headlines had already started spreading. I looked down at my screen. BLACKWOOD DIVORCE SECRETS RESURFACE Hidden Child Rumors Surround Billionaire CEO Sources Question Timeline of Marriage Collapse Jesus Christ. The leak had spread faster than I expected. I opened the article anyway. Mistake. They framed Elara exactly the way I knew they would. Quiet wife. Mysterious disappearance. Speculation about infidelity. Questions about paternity timelines carefully disguised as “industry curiosity.” Cowards. Every single one of them.

“I don’t care about anything else. I want my children back. What have you done with them?” The voice that answered was cold. Unfamiliar. Detached. It neither confirmed nor denied being Giulia. “If you want your children back,” the voice said calmly, “you will bring one million dollars.” My heart dropped. “One million dollars?” I cried, panic surging through me. “Where am I supposed to get that kind of money?” “That is your problem,” the voice replied without hesitation. “If you want to see them alive, you will find a way.” The line went dead.