Divorced Heiress Sarah And Alexander Novels & Stories

"Been hearing some interesting gossip lately. Any truth to it?" Frederick didn’t even blink. His expression was carved from stone, posture rigid, arms crossed like a wall between him and whatever mess Beatrice was trying to stir. "You know how people talk," he said flatly. "It's nothing but noise." Beatrice’s smile flickered for just a second, a hint of irritation tightening her jaw, but she recovered smoothly. “Right. Just got back from overseas, so I’m a bit out of the loop. But someone told me that right after Alexander’s divorce, he got all cozy with his designer... who just so happens to be his ex-wife. That true?”

“Now that we’ve succeeded in getting his properties, you mean nothing to me. Sign the document and disappear.” Sarah’s world crumbled. The tears she had been holding back finally broke free, cascading down her cheeks. She couldn't believe the man she had sacrificed her whole life for had caused her parents' deaths. Betrayed and heartbroken, she felt a fierce desire for revenge. Wiping away her tears, she steeled herself. She wouldn’t let them see her cry anymore. She reached for the divorce papers from the floor, and Agatha tossed a pen to her. Without even reading through, she signed the papers and, with a disdainful look, muttered,

“Is she the one you're referring to, Catherine?” “Yes,” She answered brightly before chugging down the wine. Is she drunk? “I thought you were married to Dante Marcellos the Great? ” Oh. He knows me. “I–” “They're divorced.” I rolled my eyes at Catherine and tried to take her hands off me. “Oh, divorced. Again.” He chuckled and glanced around. “Yeah, it feels great being divorced twice in the same year with different men.” When I finally got away from Catherine’s grip, I forced myself to smile at them. “If you'll excuse me, I'm going to try the desserts first.”

Standing up, she kissed the older woman's cheeks. " I'll tell the maids to bring in some soup. You need to eat. Don't worry, I'll be here till you get better." She said. Bowing slightly, she walked out of the older woman's room. Sarah watched her leave, her heart heavy for Serena. She leaned in on the bed. If she could help it, she wouldn't let the divorce happen. But she was already tired of meddling into their lives. It's done more harm than good they was she sees it. She focused her mind on something else. Scarlett, that sneaky fox. She knew Scarlett wasn't getting closer to her son because she cared, she was more interested in the power. But then again, she would be more suitable for the

she hissed. Hendrix turned to the side and took a step forward, bridging the gap between them. “Your business is my business, Margaux,” he retorted. She glared at him. “How so? We're not married. If you still acknowledge that I am Margaux Hermani, well then, we are already officially divorce. I'm single now with my original and fake name. So my business is no one's business. That's only mine, not even my family, especially not yours!” she exclaimed.

On the same night of their divorce, news spread like wildfire across the city of Evermore about the abrupt end of Sophia Smith and Alexander Carter’s one-year marriage. And none of the rumors were in her favor. Not even one. Everyone was pointing fingers at her. The entire city whispered the same thing. Why would Sophia throw away her marriage to Alexander Carter? He was the heir to the Carter Group of Companies, wealthy, brilliant, and a CEO at such a young age, he was desirable. Exactly what every woman wanted. Not to mention, women lined up for the mere chance to catch his attention.

Together with Sarah, we would delve deeper into the secrets surrounding Alex's family and navigate the treacherous path ahead. As the uncertainty loomed over us, I couldn't help but wonder if our love would be strong enough to withstand the storm that was brewing. Only time would tell. Chapter 12: Uncovering the Shadows Days turned into weeks as Sarah and I delved deeper into the secrets surrounding Alex's family. We spent countless hours investigating, gathering information, and connecting the dots. The more we discovered, the more the sinister web of Alex's family's operations unraveled before us. Through our research, we uncovered a tangled network of illegal activities, from money launde

he asked quietly. “It ends the marriage.” He stepped closer. Rain dripped from his hair onto his collar. “I don’t want this.” “Then you should’ve thought about that before you climbed into bed with her.” The words landed. He flinched. The cameras caught every second. I could already see tomorrow’s headlines. BILLIONAIRE HEIRESS DIVORCES REAL ESTATE MOGUL IN TEARS, CHEATING SCANDAL? I didn’t care. “I have to go,” I said.

"Her husband is a kind soul, and his kids are hilarious and sweet." "Wait, they have kids together?" I asked, surprised. Sarah explained, "No, no, they don't. They're her husband's kids from his first marriage. He lost his first wife in a car accident." "Oh, that's so sad," I said. "I was planning to stay a few more days, but then I saw the news and was completely devastated," Sarah said, her voice trembling with anger. "And to think that I had to come back and find out that you'd been kicked out - it's just unbelievable. Alexander is a total asshole for throwing you out of the house like that, without even a second thought."

"Yes please!" I couldn't miss the attraction I noticed in those eyes whenever she stared at him. She was more than crazied when she discovered it's the billionaire Alex Salvatore. I could see that she was about to faint, her knees turning jelly. I had to tell her he's divorced. And sweet naive Melisa didn't realize I'm the Louisa, he divorced.