Novel & Cerita Divorced,the True Heiress Gets It All

' she wondered 'why is he so scatterbrained nowadays' Turning to Ethan "well, I'd see you at the house, my lawyer will be bringing the divorce papers,do not keep me waiting" With that she sauntered towards her parked car, leaving Ethan staring after her with an unreadable look on his face. *** "My goodness, what a rude woman" Phoebe said, coming to stand beside Ethan "Are you okay?" She asked looking at Ethan's hard profile. 'Was he okay? He didn't know, what has gotten into her? What is she trying to prove?' His grandfather had indeed willed everything to him, contrary to his former condition of having a child with Ava, he had been confused momentarily but then, the request never made sense

he said, “now that we’re back, can you please explain what’s going on?” Mia leaned forward. “It wasn’t Callum’s parents again, was it?” Callum’s expression tightened. “Not exactly.” I sighed and decided to just get right into it. “Bianca has been named heir.” “What?” Mia breathed. I took a deep breath and explained everything. My father’s strange behavior, the witch, Ambrose, Bianca showing up with a tiara on her head. It still felt unreal, saying it out loud. I kept glancing at my pillow, hoping that I would wake up and find it had all been a bad dream.

“Calm down, Lana.” “You said you love Mr. Nash. What went wrong?” Lana continued sobbing. Haley didn't know what to tell her. Her divorce must be a huge shock to the maid, But- A shuffling sound came from the other end as if someone snatched the phone from the maid. Then came that annoying voice! “They're divorcing, because Haley doesn't match Will's status,” Leah snickered. “Poor filthy girls like you always think you can live the high life by snagging rich upper-class men!”

Hidden under the name Zairayah—the mysterious investor with no surname. He had always been curious about that investor, but I never revealed my identity. I didn't want him to feel intimidated. "I am done loving you, Ethan Evans," I whispered quietly, imagining what my life would look like without him. Everything we built together was destroyed because of his childhood sweetheart, Mia Walker. And today— I will be the one asking for a divorce.

The fake heiress was dead. My biological parents believed I was responsible. Together, they reported me to the authorities and demanded that my memories be extracted. After watching my memories, everyone broke down in tears. But I smiled. This was exactly what I wanted. To become the perfect victim.

"Your Honor, my son has suffered so much! He married her, and for five years, our family practically took care of her for nothing!" What? Wiping her tears, she said, "This woman is so deceitful! When she married my son, she hid that she was the heiress of Shalton Group, making my son endure hardship with her. Now that my son's in trouble, she walks away. How is that fair?" What? Emily said, "Exactly! She spent extravagantly during the marriage. I know she has handbags worth millions, which should count as marital property and must be divided!" What?

Her fingers shook slightly. She opened her mouth, but no sound came out. Shock had swallowed every word she could think of. Sheldon continued gently, “Starting now, you are officially the Hurst family’s heiress… and the biggest shareholder of Hurst Corporation.” Julia’s eyes widened even more. Her breath hitched. And then, tears began to gather. Not small, confused tears but deep, overwhelmed tears that rose from her chest in a rush she couldn’t control. She tried to blink them back, but they only welled faster.

I said as I sat back down and tried to keep the irritation out of my voice. "Forget the investors you already have and start thinking about the one who just landed back in the country, because word is that the Great Thorne Heiress—the real one, the one with the trust fund that hasn't been touched in three years—is looking for a new project to dump her excess capital into," Beatrice said, and I felt a sudden jolt of electricity run through my chest that made me sit up straight.

"I'd have expected Sebastian to handle any direct confrontation himself. It's rather his specialty, managing difficult conversations before they reach the person they're actually about." "I asked because I wanted to hear it from you directly. What you actually want. Not the version filtered through board memos and lawyers' assessments of legal exposure." Genevieve considered her for a long moment, something calculating behind her polished exterior. "What I want is for Sebastian Vale to understand, finally and completely, what it feels like to have something taken from him without warning, the way I had something taken from me two years ago. His family ended our engagement over a business dis

I snatched the remote and turned up the volume quickly. "In a stunning turn of events, Olivia Barnes, formerly known as the ex-wife of Ashford Holdings CEO Damien Ashford, has been confirmed as the sole living heir to the Augustus Hart estate. Miss Barnes was officially announced as chairwoman of the AD Tech empire earlier today, making her overnight one of the wealthiest individuals in the country." I shot to my feet, the remote slipping from my fingers. "This has to be fake news, right, baby?" Vivian asked. "Do you think they run fake news like that on CNN?" I snapped at her without intending to, and immediately regretted it.