Novel & Cerita Divorcing Billionaire Vincent

She knew him sufficiently. "Isn't this rather a good thing?" Vincent asked, unable to comprehend. She no longer plans to dig a pit for you, nor does she intend to embezzle your money. All she wants is a divorce." "She went to great lengths to get a divorce when she didn't need me," scoffed Clarence. "She tried to marry me when she needed money. I feel like a fool who keeps falling for her trickery."

Vito Medici was Vincent’s father, the former Godfather of the Medici family. “Miss Christine, thank you for what you did back then, but Vincent is about to get married. You can’t keep clinging to him. I’ve transferred ten million dollars into your account. It’s enough for you to live from now on. I’ve also booked you a ticket to Longyearbyen. Your flight is at eight this morning. Please leave Vincent and don’t ever come back.” “Alright. I understand,” I replied. After that, I hung up first and stared blankly at the photos in my hands.

Ethan’s voice rose as he lashed out, his face flushed with anger. Melinda’s eyes were filled with tears as she sobbed. She loved Ethan but the thought of leaving Ryan scared her. The strength she had to serve him the divorce papers, she couldn't bring herself to do it again. What if what Ethan felt for her was pity? Risking her marriage for Ethan terrified her even though a big part of her wanted to. Ethan observed her as she cried, his expression softening. “It’s Saturday, get some rest. Tomorrow, you're coming with me to California for a weekend getaway, we’re celebrating my dad’s birthday on my private island. The driver will come pick you up.”

I used all my savings up in our three miserable years of marriage, and now we're divorced and I'm left penniless. " I was really stupid". I sighed dropping the hug shirt that I was holding. " Why the sudden realization?" Marina asked with a snort. She was by the shirts section. She picked up one and checked herself in the mirror. I shook my head walking up to her. " Darn... I forgot to get a lawyer so David would have to split his properties with me since he asked for a divorce". I answered looking at Marina in the mirror. She was holding a thin white off shoulder shirt with black dots.

If we can learn who he is, then we can salvage some hope of getting the Moon Tears fabric back. I back out of the parking lot and head onto the road with that plan firmly seated in my mind. The first issue would be money. I say it would be, because it would have been. If I had been just Antonia, I would not have dreamt of being able to raise 150,000 dollars in a short while. If I had just been Antonia Finn, I wouldn't have imagined it, even though my husband has more than that. Antonia Finn is the wife of a billionaire, without much to her name except her savings.

She said caly, her eyes glittering with a fake smile " I will correct Kenneth's mistake and get a divorce" "What?!" Shocked ,Phoebe looked at Ava in suspicion before scoffing " I see,this must be one of your petty schemes, you're after my son's inheritance after all" Victoria had lifted her head in surprise, ears perked as she listened 'A divorce? Ava is divorcing Ethan?! Good! There's been a slight change but everything is going perfectly well!" She thought gleefully. "Inheritance?, I couldn't care less about that" Ava retorted "whether you believe me or not, I am leaving your scum of a son"

Like the curious tom he was, he is peeked over my shoulder at the single piece of paper that meant Scarlett would be so fucked by the court, she would never recover enough to show her face on her street, let alone a modeling agency. "We've been divorced the entire time." My cheeks burned from how wide I was smiling. This had to be the best news I had received all week! We weren't married. No wonder she had been so antsy, impatient, but most of all, territorial. She knew she had no claim to me, atleast not with the backing of the law anymore. The best part was if this got out, if her plans to extort money from me under the guise of a marriage after a divorce, if she would go as far as threate

"I agree. I just want to move on." A perfect lie. The truth was, the decision had nothing to do with moving on. It was actually all about getting placed exactly where I needed to be. The Alistairs thought they were pulling me in so they can control me, but they had no idea what I meant to do. The ball was already in motion in the days before all this. I was not going to accept their offer; I was going to bring them down. First, I had contacted Vincent Holloway, a businessman ruined by them years back. He had lost millions in a deal that folded mysteriously with their involvement that he could never prove, but which he never forgot. When I reached him, he was more than willing to talk.

And she tolerated till now. Although it was like a worst scene a wife could imagine to have, but she felt relieved when Vincent confirmed that the girl is too close with his friends circles. So she isn't doing it to Vincent only. Other than her, Vincent is a caring and loving husband what most of the women want them in their lives. He is breathtakingly handsome, gorgeous, brilliant, extraordinarily strong. He is the self-made billionaire with his picture being covered in every single biggest Magazines in the world. So, having a husband is like blessing. Especially for a woman like Emma Downey who lives up to her heart not wealth, she is fully satisfied with his love and attention until three

After five years of marriage, Melody finally realized—she had never truly married anyone. The marriage certificate was forged. Her husband, Adam, was legally wed to her best friend, Lily. And Melody? She had been the most innocent pawn in a meticulously crafted deception. The betrayals didn’t stop there. Her supposed infertility was a lie, and the child she had poured her love into raising was, in fact, Adam and Lily’s biological son. Five years of devotion—through their eyes, she had served only three purposes: a free housekeeper, a cheap business partner, and a disposable pawn. She had believed in love. That, above all, was her greatest folly. Yet Melody didn’t break. She didn’