Ex-husband Unmasked: He's A Billionaire 소설 & 이야기

"It’s serious money for you, huh? Take it and push off, will ya? Stop dreaming of becoming a wealthy socialite." Amanda keeps her mouth shut until she sees the amount. “A mere million? Is the Aiken family going bankrupt? And since you went to such lengths to find my parents’ graves, you must know I’m actually married to Riley. It’s not heavy money for Griffin CEO’s wife.” Amanda shrugs, looking askance at Aiken. Faye’s face flushes with anger as she erupts in a fit of rage, spewing words like venom. “Amanda Courtney. You should be thanking your lucky stars. No wonder your parents passed away in your early age. And Morris...”

Turns out being rich and lonely felt worse than being broke and busy. At least one thing had changed. I was glowing. Good food, zero stress, and expensive skincare had done their work, and even I had to admit I looked better. Out of curiosity one afternoon, I searched his name. Alexander Blackwood.Turns out my fake husband owned half the world, industries, fashion companies, a media channel, a model agency, a multi billion dollar empire. Funny how I had to find out about my own husband from the internet, given I hadn't seen him once since arriving. He left before I woke up and came back after I was already asleep.

Lane International Office – 6:15 PM Sally slammed the tabloid on my desk with enough force to send my coffee sloshing over the rim of the mug, dark liquid seeping into quarterly projections that suddenly seemed insignificant. The headline screamed in lurid yellow against a black background: "RECONCILED? Disgraced Billionaire Coleman Shares Tender Moment With Ex-Wife & Secret Love Child"

She might not tell that she signed a marriage contract and was now living in Callahan’s penthouse, but with the security system that monitors her, Gaile would find out right away that she’s now his wife in papers. She read Callahan’s information and saw how he was actually the son of a business tycoon—the owner of Simmons Corp., which was known in the country for being successful in terms of business trading and real estate. She has seen the outstanding sales of their products and the way their market has never lowered to a billion per year of sales, which shows why Callahan was probably inspired by his father’s achievement. “His father is a billionaire, which is probably the reason why he w

Quietly, I slipped my own phone from the side pocket of my dress, quickly navigating to the website the woman had specified. The headline I encountered made my blood run cold. THE SECRET OF BACHELOR BILLIONAIRE, ROMINIC VERLICE, FINALLY REVEALED. HE'S A FATHER!

"Please give me a chance" "A chance ?", I asked, shocked by his words. "Yes", he breathes "a chance" I started laughing and I couldn't help myself. Over four years ago he called me horrible things and treated me like I wasn't his wife. It's quite ironic that he didn't trust me then but he wants me now. "Your an idiot if you think that I would want you back" "What ?", he stood there shocked, not believing his ears. "You heard me", I smirked at him slowly walking up to him to whisper in his ear "the Ariaalia you remember is long gone....I've changed"

“Mmm... Alex, slow down...” Ella let out a low moan, her legs wrapped tightly around Alexander’s waist. The rhythmic intensity of his thrusts sent tremors through her entire body. Ella looked up at him, mesmerized. Alexander’s deep-set eyes and sharp features gave him a cold, noble air, but his usually distant gaze was now clouded with raw desire. He was the current CEO of Blackwood Group, the most handsome and powerful man in all of New York. Ella had loved him for eight years. Just being looked at by him like this made her soul tremble.

I folded it carefully, sliding it deep inside the pocket of my overcoat. I looked down at him. He was broken, trembling, and utterly dismantled, his head resting against his chest as he wept silent, agonizing tears of pain and defeat. I had the signature. I had the confession. But as I looked at his ruined face, the calculating side of my brain was still tracking the missing puzzle piece. He was a billionaire. He ran a massive global motorsport division. He had risked his entire career, his reputation, and his physical health to fly across the Atlantic and play husband to a woman he had never seen before.

My hands folded into fists. Greg has crossed the line with this divorce and I am going to make sure that he pays for everything he has done to me. It wasn't enough that I had to vent my anger. I needed to show him what it felt like to be humiliated the way he did to me. My phone beeped and I checked the notification to see if it was a headline. I shouldn't be concerned about any headlines on the news but this one struck me with a bright idea. 'Collins Penta, CEO of Rush Luxury had arrived in New York City for a meeting'

His perfect face slightly visible and his jet black hair shimmering from the moon ray creeping into the room from a crack in the curtain. She couldn’t see his face properly but knew he was furious. The headlines on the covers didn’t make things easier for them either : The bond covers : “Ticking Clock for billionaire Charles Ashbourne. No grandchild, no legacy?” Watermark Front : “ Wall Street Shaken: Ashbourne family races against time to produce an heir” Dazzles county : “Can the Ice Prince deliver? Ashbourne fortune hinges on Grant’s heir. As she had expected, all the blame fell on her from everyone as if she was not conceiving on purpose. She often wondered why the patriarch-Grant’s fath