Novel & Cerita Divorced Heiress Revenge

His assets were frozen, his name disgraced, and his empire crumbled. As I sat back in my chair, looking out the window at the city below, I couldn’t help but smile. This is just the beginning. You can't escape the wrath of a billionaire heiress.

Laura laughed, "A man has his pride, and a gorgeous, successful man like Victor should only be with a woman who he can be proud to call his queen. Imagine him showing up to an event with you on his arms and all the men that have fucked you laughing at him behind his back” Tears poured down my eyes. How could I be so foolish? I'd given my dignity and my body for a man who used me to further his career. Suddenly, Victor flung some documents at me, "Sign it” As I read through the heading of the document, I suddenly felt sick. I began to tremble, bile rising up my throat while tears blurred my vision, "No. I won't sign this. I won't grant you a divorce!”

Inaya stared at him for a few moments, her head subtracting seven down from a hundred to give her time to calm down. Not that it helped. Not that it ever helped. “What do you want, Alexander Thorne?” Her voice was different from her usual royal, golden spoon stuck up her ass, arrogant superfluous one. This one was deeper, richer, sexier. And her eyes did not hold any of her usual disregard - they were focused, they meant business. A divorce, he wanted to day. Everything else be damned, a divorce was all that he wanted from her. But those eyes, that voice, and the very unusual situation made him curious. And this curiosity might end up killing him but he was going to take the risk.

And in reward, I gained a beautiful daughter and an enemy. Dominic was the enemy. The story was flipped. I took advantage of him, in his grief and drunken stupor. How horrible? And yet, I had no way of proving my innocence. Later, board pressure forced him to marry me, and his hatred doubled. When he found out about the pregnancy, he was fuming, it was another trap, he had accused. Then the divorce papers started coming, one after another, and I kept on tearing them, hoping to fix things, to make him love me, to make him understand that I was the real victim.

“And don't think your money changes anything! You're a poor simp! You have fucking poverty written all over you!” Vivien's chest heaved violently as she continued. “And you wanted to bring that poverty into my family? A family I refuse to let you destroy?” She scoffed bitterly. “That is exactly why you were divorced! You were told never to set your feet inside this house again!” Her eyes narrowed viciously. “And then my precious son got lucky enough to find himself a beautiful woman who actually understands him. A woman who knows how to stand beside him and who clearly knows what a woman is supposed to do!”

She’d have her properties, and every year, she’d be given the whopping sum of $500 Million and after divorce, she’d receive $10 billion as compensation. Saffron looked at him for a second time, but this time around, he met her gaze. As Saffron looked at his emotionless eyes, she could see that he was emotionally unavailable. He won’t treat her like a human. He’d only come to her bed when he wants to fulfil his needs. He’d only look at her when he wanted her to accompany him to places that required her to be. He won’t accept her when he finds out she’s pregnant for him– in fact, he might get her to carry out an abortion.

"Are we having the meeting or not? We are talking about a company, not a playground! If you'd rather be a housewife, go home with these kids!" With swift strides, Dickson manoeuvred between Andrew and Amanda. However, his anger lingered. "Amanda , I will make you regret it! How dare you cheat on me! And the two b*stards as well! I'll teach them a lesson," Dickson seethed with fury. While they were legally divorced, Dickson's intense desire to reclaim Amanda consumed him, fueling a vengeful hatred to make them suffer for what he perceived as betrayal. Amanda, being jostled by Dickson, nearly stumbled due to her high heels. Quick to react, Andrew reached out, steadying her in his arms, intensi

The judge ordered The was held up till two days where we would finally finalize the divorce. “Derrick how could you? How could you have done this to me? The only hope I had left.” she cried out as she jolted me continuously. “Let go of me!” I dragged her hand up. “Stop acting like you haven't done anything bad, what you did to Zora, I am supposed to deal with you but what the court has done is enough, I'll let you go this time.” I forcefully dropped her hand and walked away.

ignited a furious fire within me. Leo's pursuit of me was devoid of love. His charming gestures, gentle kisses, sweet whispers, and lovemaking weren't for me but for potential gains. His desperation in trying to rekindle our relationship now solely revolved around money. Determined to ensure he received nothing from our marriage, I vowed to seek revenge and make him pay dearly. I prayed Grandpa remained unaware. His fragile heart couldn't withstand such news. Gathering my resolve, a gentle knock interrupted my thoughts. Ethan's voice, deep and warm, filtered through the door, "Hailey, may I come in?"

“Trusting her means trusting me.” Marshal hesitated but still spoke boldly, driven by his loyalty. **“But… when you and Lawyer Clarke divorced, she left burdened with debt and a ruined reputation. The divorce agreement was prepared under strict conditions. A vengeful heart is human nature. Perhaps I’m being overly suspicious, but a woman’s desire for revenge should never be underestimated. Now, she’s kept a low profile after returning to America, yet she’s also reentered Grand Empire’s battle. It’s hard not to overthink it.”