Novel & Cerita Divorced,the True Heiress Gets It All

With that the lady walked away. Luke went back into the house, the whole family gathered. “What does it say?” Elizabeth was the first to ask. Luke took out the letter and reading out the first words, his mouth dropped, “Imani. It’s Imani…” Elizabeth narrowed her eyes, “What’s Imani doing again? What does it say…” “She’s seizing all of our assets, down to the house and cars. That bitch!” Luke cursed, his hands slipping into his hair, sweats was already rolling out of his head.

He smiled at me with his charming face. He is heir to the third generation of the Carvers' and I am the heiress, but I am older than him. He is my dad's younger brother's son. Since my return from the Fowler's two days prior, I had isolated myself in my room, nursing bitterness and heartbreak from the divorce with Dario Fowler. "That guy, Dario, or whatever he calls himself, needs to be taught a lesson! How could he have done all that to you?" Henry thundered as I recounted my ordeal at the hands of the Fowlers'.

Bella seemed sincere, but in her heart was fury; she had no wish to lose all the wealth that divorce from David would bring. “I know that. Very well. You give David back to me, and you may divorce him. I shall give you plenty of money, for I am no longer the Olivia of old.” Olivia was satisfied, for now she was the heiress of the Levine conglomerate, though neither David nor Bella yet knew it.

Now she was the richest woman in New York. Charlotte’s voice trembled. “What does this mean for us?” Adrian stared blankly at the TV. “It means I just divorced the richest woman in New York.” *** Evelyn’s POV After she left, I lay down, but my phone buzzed. Unknown number. “Hello?” Breathing. Then a voice—cold, familiar. “Evelyn?” My blood ran cold. “Charlotte.” “So it’s true,” she hissed. “You ran off and rebranded yourself as some princess.”

I ask Dante, still studying the photo. “Our team at IronClad is blocking it.” I nod. Good. “My source says Ashford filed for divorce this afternoon,” Vivian adds. “He is cleaning house now that his lover is back.” I make a sound. It might be a laugh, but it is cold and dry. I turn away from the window and sit behind the desk. My desk now. For the first time all day, I feel a spark of interest. “His wife,” I say, leaning back on the chair. “Do we have a name?”

Just as she got out and prepared to go back inside, my phone vibrated with a text from Gideon with a video link, and a news alert: Clawford Heiress’s Bribery Confession. What? I played the audio and a distorted voice that longed to sound like Valenticia’s spoke. “I paid the board to secure my title… Clawford’s mine by any means.” The lie was crude, venomous, and had Natasha’s stench written all over it.

I was smiling when I left Azrael’s building. Even after all that — the unsettling opulence, his cryptic smirk, and the way his words coiled around me like chains made of silk — I was smiling. Because I had done it. I had the money. I could finally pay Heather back. I could finally unshackle Theo from her control. Even if I have sold my soul to the devil, it was all worth it if it would mean that I would help Theo.

I pressed my lips together, trying to steady myself. “My child was gone.” I burst out in tears, holding my stomach tightly. “The child I prayed for… the child I waited for…” I shook my head slowly. “And Ethan…” My voice hardened. “He didn’t even come. Not once.” I laughed weakly. “Instead… he handed me divorce papers.” I looked up at Sebastian again. “And somehow… everything my father owned… was already in his name.” “I was left with nothing… nothing but betrayal,” I said through clenched teeth.

Eynas assisted his queen in her seat. Astra put her face to his face. She looked at him and smiled. "I'm fine" she mumbled and turned her redhead in front of her broods. "Let's welcome, the first heiress of the Erasmus Kingdom!" She growls. "And I declare war among dragons and humans! We will restore our dragon power, the Heart of Magic from them! Scream for me! Scream!" Astra made an extreme growl and all of them made a rumbling sound.

"You're really going to do it? Just walk into his office and drop that kind of money like it's nothing?" "Absolutely," I replied, my voice oozing with confidence. "He wants to play games, but he has no idea who he's dealing with now. Once I have that divorce, I'll be free to start the next phase of my plan—taking back my company that he stole from me." Her expression turned serious, a line creasing between her brows. "You know it won't be easy, Aubrey. Ryder's not going to just hand it over."