Novel & Cerita Divorcing Billionaire Vincent

He said what he saw between me and Dylan did not look like love anymore. “All marriages have ups and downs,” I snapped, turning back to him. “You know that.” I straightened my back and forced calm into my voice as I said we should return to business. I told him I would be the one to get the shares and that no one else deserved them. I said I would come back with a lawyer and a reporter, and that the world would soon understand what was happening. “I am done talking,” I added. I did not wait to hear his response.

as he exited the bedroom with a spring in his step, quick to go on the hunt for Belle. Vincent turned back to Janet and declared, “The rotation ends with you. There will be no one after you. I will divorce your mother as soon as possible and the rest can just be history, if you will allow it. I am too old for you and you have ample reasons to hate me forever, but I hope you continue to love me instead.” Janet took a deep breath and said, voice steady despite the lump in her throat, “If you hurt me, El Padrino, I will—"

He stood up from his wheelchair, despite his legs hurting, walked slowly to Arthur, and said quietly, so only Arthur and I could hear, "Arthur Vance, my wife anticipated your $200K bribe and arrived with a stronger offer backed by my 120 ports because she is smarter than you. You lost because you are cheap, not because she seduced anyone. And if you ever shout at my wife again in public, I will break your other hands. The ones Vincent hasn't broken yet." Arthur stepped back, tripped over his chair, fell on the floor, in front of everyone, his gloves coming off, showing his scarred, broken hands that never healed. Vincent Sterling looked at him on the floor, looked at me and Julian holding ha

Kent listened in silence, looking uncertain. Pinel's gaze fell on him again, and he knew it was time to answer. Kent met his gaze. “She and I are not getting a divorce.” He knew that Pignell's urge to divorce him and Miriam had nothing to do with Carey. As soon as he spoke, Pinel's face changed. He scolded sternly: “Asshole!” "Are you trying to ruin the Harris family's reputation?" "I don't mean that."

Aaliyah’s POV If someone had told me two years ago that I would one day divorce Henry and almost immediately marry a billionaire I met in a club, I would have laughed so hard I might have fallen off my chair. Maybe even thrown my drink at them saying it was insulting. Not in a million years would I have believed it. And yet here I was; standing in the middle of a beautiful home Orrin bought for us, his hand holding mine and his eyes locked on me like I was the only person that existed in the world.

Instead, they exhausted me. I looked toward the city skyline outside the glass walls. “Careful, Victor.” But he did not back down. “This is about her again.” Not a question. A statement. “Elara.” I said nothing. That was answer enough. Victor exhaled quietly. “You divorced her for a reason.” Something cold moved through me instantly. “No,” I said evenly. “I signed papers for a reason. That is different.” His eyes narrowed slightly. Interesting. He had not expected that answer.

"No, not yet. Give it another one month. She's still pregnant, I haven't been able to convince her to get rid of it. I only fell out of love with her, I'm not a monster, Rita." Thomas knew if he divorced her now, most of her asset would still remain his, and the last of her penny that would make him three times richer, was still hanging in thin air. The greenhouse estate. Once he's able to successful move all assets, and under GreenCore Automobile, he would gladly get rid of her. Even if she eventually file for divorce, by then she won't have access to the company when it's registered under Rita's name. Truth was, he didn't think he could even divorce her. Something still drew him closer to

"You have the audacity...after all you did, you come back to plead with me to take you back and talk to all my investors? That means you're still not remorseful. You still want me so you can manipulate me again. And I'm not going to be somebody for you to manipulate." I took a deep breath, my voice firm. "And about the divorce, I've filed for a unilateral divorce a long time ago. Luther and I are getting married, so I don't need you in my life again. I don't need you coming to this office, causing a scene. Please stay out of my life and enjoy your own.”Here's the continuation: Asher's eyes widened in surprise. "You've signed a unilateral divorce...and you're getting married to Luther? You're

“Lucas is my husband. I’m not going anywhere.” Kyra leaned in, her voice a low, dangerous whisper. “Maybe not now. But eventually, you’ll realize you can’t hold onto something that was never really yours.” I felt sick to my stomach. Everything in me wanted to scream at her, to throw my drink in her face, but I couldn’t. Not here, not now. Not when Lucas had made it clear how little he wanted me involved in his life. Kyra gave me one last smirk before walking away, leaving me alone at the bar with nothing but my broken heart.

The latest headlines lined up before me one by one, as recent as they came. I ignored them all, my life carried more problems more than whatever was happening with Kim Kardashian and her sisters. I searched for the health blogs, the one for newly pregnant women. I found the page I had visited and was just about clicking on it when suddenly—- BILLIONAIRE MOGUL JASON HARPER DIVORCES HIS BARREN WIFE OVER CHEATING ALLEGATIONS. I blinked slowly, but painfully. Cheating? Wait. What? Barren?! My jaw dropped faster than my body's temperature whenever I had a fever.