Divorced Heiress Revenge Novels & Stories

"Did that woman bully you? She did, didn't she, that's why she thought she could get away with treating you like that!" "I don't think she even recognized me," I snort, shaking my head. "I wasn't exactly wearing million dollar jewelry or gowns during the time I was married to George." "Well you should've," he insists, upset on my behalf. "I'll throw her and anyone who came with her out. No one treats you like that. I'll sue them for more than a fifty million necklace." "No, it's all right dad, I can take care of her. I'm no longer just her brother's housewife. I'm a Reina."

I let the smirk fade from my face, my tone dropping into a cold warning. “Let this serve as a warning to you, Justin. I’m not your average wife—and I’m definitely not the Alexa who used to cry and beg for your love. For your information, we are getting divorced. So, watch how you linger around me. Remember, seventy percent of your company shares are at stake here. Seven days from now, you’ll be on your knees, begging me to spare your precious properties. Wisen up, Justin… and don’t let your wicked mother drag you straight to hell.” I turned a sharp, cutting glare toward Felicia. She stood frozen, her face flushed with humiliation, her body stiff like she’d just been caught in the middle of a

“Now that you say it… she does look like Mrs. Turner.” Janine smiles thinly. “She was under our noses this entire time. A fucking billionaire heiress right here in our home married to our son. I think she found out that she was wealthy and decided to divorce our boy to keep it all to herself.” “She’s divorcing him because he cheated,” her husband counters. “And had another baby on the way. And abandoned her when she fell down the stairs and hit her head.” Janine scoffs. “ Those are just fucking excuses.”

“You are angry with me. Fine. Punish me if that is what you need. Cancel meetings. Embarrass me in front of the board. Bring Vale to events. But do not make a permanent decision because you are angry.” “You think marrying you would have been less permanent?” “That is different.” “Why?” “Because you loved me.” “And that protected me how?” He did not answer; he could not. Someone approached from behind him; I recognized the perfume before I saw her. Celeste Moreau stepped to the edge of the circle around us with a pleasant expression and a glass of champagne in her hand. She looked exactly as I remembered. Maybe I had expected the woman who watched me die to look more monstrous when I saw her

"Did you hear? Mr. Blackwell is finally divorcing her." "About time. How shameless can she be, clinging to a man who clearly doesn’t want her?" "I heard she begged him to stay… imagine having no pride." "Please, if she had any dignity, she would’ve left long ago." A soft laugh followed. "Gold diggers don’t walk away from billionaires." The elevator doors slid open. Silence fell immediately. Click. The sound of heels against polished marble cut through the murmurs.

She could feel the amount of blood she was losing… No one was around in the parking garage and no she could feel herself dying… She closed her eyes to await her faith… As the blood flowed from her face she prayed to God he keep her alive long enough to seek her revenge on those bastards…. As she laid on the ground her eyes closed as scummed to the pain.. Two months before… Jae Long was a very pretty heiress… Max and Asia Long were her parents and they were known as the famous CEO Couple.. Max was actually her brother but he saved her from her awful step mother… Asia later found out her parents were Royal… This turned her into an instant princess… Jae loved her grandfather George & grandmothe

“Grandfather asked me to come back, so I did. It was his dying wish and I had to respect that.” Her mouth forms into a sneer as she chuckles, “Well he’s not dead yet so don’t count on it so easily. I heard you frolicked about while you were gone, wearing disgraceful outfits and hanging around strange men.” I smile, “A divorced woman is a free woman. I have only my name to sully. And if I choose to hang around strange men, so be it. They treat me better than your son ever did.” Sienna smirks, “That’s because they don’t see you’re a worthless thing, to be treated anyhow we see fit. Malachi knows your worth. He treated you exactly how you deserved.”

I could see anger on Ashley's face as her plan got foiled. As soon as they left, I let out a breath that I didn't know I'd been holding. "Seriously, you are such a lifesaver. I don't know what I would've done if-" She waved her hand dismissively. "Don't mention it. I never actually helped you, but I just couldn't stand watching those stuck-up biddies try to make our family feel so small. Besides, I wasn't lying about being overqualified, as you know about my reputation: the queen of divorce," she said proudly.

The questions gnawed at me, but I forced myself to focus on the task at hand—stopping Emily and Jessica. My daughter’s voice broke through my thoughts. “Turn left here, Auntie Sarah!” she directed, her small finger pointing at the map. Sarah followed her instructions without hesitation, the car weaving through the less crowded back roads. My hands trembled slightly as I applied the last touches of mascara. I took a deep breath, glancing at my reflection in the car mirror. Gone was the scared, broken girl from six years ago. I had transformed myself—physically, mentally, and professionally. I was no longer the weak victim. I was Susan Davidson, the rightful heir to the Davidson Corporation.

His eyes skimmed through each and every one of them, as he muttered incomprehensible words under his breath. “Divorce? You can’t divorce me, I made you who you are.” Ashton growled, his eyes now red. He yelled so loudly that his veins almost popped out of his neck. I scoffed, “If only you knew who I really was, Ashton.” I slid the papers across the table and over to him. “Sign the papers, Ashton.” “No, you don’t get to divorce me. I call the shots here!” “No, Ashton! You’re the monster here. Maybe if I hadn’t caught you fucking my sister, we’d have been telling a different story right now, but you caused this yourself.”