Divorced Heiress Revenge Novels & Stories

“Who are you to tell me what to do?” “How about I tell you there’s a way to get revenge on them?” I turned to him immediately. “Revenge?” I let out. “You don’t have a way. I don’t even know you… stranger.” “There’s a way,” he said. “Which is?” My brows raised in confusion. He looked straight at me. “Marry me, Ariana Vale.

She started telling them everything that happened to her in the past three months and the motive behind it. Both Ines and Bernard was shocked. They didn’t think she had such a wild idea in her mind and was capable of conducting the revenge. Sofia knew no matter what, these two would never judge or shame her so she could tell them the truth. “I see, my poor daughter, you have been through a lot. I will not ask for more, just come back and stay with us again.” “I cannot, I am married now, I will stay with Dion.” She reasoned.

Chloe called out and I paused, veering around to face her, her face had an expression unlike any I had seen from her, she appeared to be more calm and there was this slight grin curved on her lips, it appeared almost sinister. I stayed silent, waiting for her to speak. “We do not have a prenup if you decide to go ahead with this divorce, I will sue you of every fucking thing you have to your name.” My eyes widened in disbelief. “Now ask yourself, is that bitch worth it?”

“I always knew who you were. From the moment you became my carer. Until we fell in love and secretly married. I always knew you were Sophia Hale” “Then why didn't you say anything?” I asked him, surprised he knew the secret I'd carefully kept away from him until he divorced me. “That was because I had enemies. Enemies that wouldn't stop at just destroying the companies my family owned. They wanted me dead and if they knew you were my wife…” “They would come for me too” I completed and he swallowed hard as his eyes held confirmation of my words. I couldn't believe he carried such a weight alone all these while. He let me go for my protection and for a year, he let me hate him and side with th

"I will not be the amusing clown for your comedic show." She straightened, making her voice very clear. "The divorce papers are here. I've dropped your cheap wedding ring as well." Then she turned to face Anna. "Sure. You've always loved leftovers. You can have him." And with that, she turned and walked away, not even glancing back.

The horrible thing was, her frantic reply had already proved him right before she could consider that he was bluffing. “Is that the real question here?” He replied, a hint of delight hid in his tone. The real question was, what would she have after the divorce? And the plain answer was, Nothing. Levi Connard was a detestable man with a silver-tongue. At every event, every party, every gala, regardless of how much work she’d put into raising that name to where it stood, no one ever recognised her. Everyone praised him, hailed him and stood behind him. There was no doubt that he had already prepared [people and resources] for this exact moment. He had always been smarter than her where it matt

I asked. “I don’t know sir. I have not seen her today.”She replied. I guess that was one of her tricks to get back at me by not preparing me breakfast. I stormed out of the dining table headed straight into the room and went to get my phone to call her because I did not understand why she would act that way. I had forgotten where I dropped my phone and my gaze faced the table in our bedroom. As I went to the table, I saw the divorce papers I had given her without it being in the file that it was kept. I took a look at it and saw that she had signed it.

Victor and her best friend had fooled her. Tears streamed down Lyriel’s face as she turned to leave, but then Victor’s voice stopped her. “What about the divorce?” Lyriel froze. A divorce would mean losing everything...her company, the house, even her assets. Victor had made sure everything was in his name. Except… Except for her family’s ancestral home. The one place she had refused to sell, despite his many attempts to convince her. A place full of memory, warmth, and strength. Without a word, she walked toward them, picked up the divorce papers, and signed them. Her hand didn’t even shake.

“You stalked me. You terrorized me. You forced this.” “I paid your family, Selena. I own the rights to this union.” “You don’t own me.” “Don’t be naïve. Dante couldn’t even keep you safe in his heavily guarded estate. I pulled you out under his nose. If I wanted you dead, you’d be dead.” “It’s not about him. I just don’t want to marry you.” “You’ll make my grandmother cry. She’s waited years for this day.” “I don’t care.” His eyes darkened. “You’ll care soon enough.”

My voice broke, high and desperate. The newscaster’s voice kept going, steady and merciless. “In a remarkable gesture of love and trust, Mrs. Adrielle Holt transferred full control of her father’s holdings, including Adlock Tech Global, to her husband. Sources say the young heiress encouraged him to remarry, ensuring the Holt legacy would endure.” The words punched holes in my chest. “I never said that. I never told you to remarry. I–” “What you say doesn’t matter anymore,” Valen said, his tone a quiet knife.