From Divorcee To Billionaire Heiress Novels & Stories

Just this money alone was enough for her to buy a dozen private islands. Nicole took a cursory glance at the funds, stocks, real estate, and bank balances. She felt a little dazzled. A thought suddenly flashed in her mind. If they got divorced, she would get a good share of the money. She was the one who would get the better end of the deal! Nicole slowly looked up at him and felt a little nervous. “Why are you showing me this?” Clayton smiled and said, “Babe, I’m very rich and won’t go bankrupt for a while. So, don’t worry about my fortune and just swipe my card!”

“ Stop lying to yourself. I bet that is why you are going through with the divorce. After, what can I possibly give you or add to your life?” “ Is this coming from Micheal Don Salvatore El’s granddaughter? You mean the chosen heir to a billion dollar company is nothing in your eyes? Nicki…” “ Newsflash, the billionaire isn't taking my calls anymore. Maybe he will reach out when we are finally divorced.” She explained, grabbed her phone and bolted before I could say another word. Unable to stay in my office, I drove straight to the headquarters and met a dazed Melissa in the elevator. I stepped in and waved briefly at her. She gave me a light bow without tearing her gaze off me.

Fueled by a surge of indignation, I engage in a heated argument with her, unwilling to tolerate her blatant disregard for decency. To my disbelief, she shrugs and tells us that this is none of her concern. “I came here to buy something and I’m leaving with what I’ve purchased. One billion dollars isn’t peanuts, you know?” Yes, it's clear as day! She's shamelessly flaunting her newfound riches, which undoubtedly stem from her connections with a long line of wealthy paramours. It wouldn't surprise me if she's elevated herself to the status of an elite escort, trading in her charms for extravagant gifts and lavish lifestyles.

Thiago kept silent. The clerk lowered his head and processed the divorce. Kira looked at her watch and said, “Please hurry up; I’ve got things to do.” “I see in the materials that you don’t have children. Are there any assets to be divided?” the clerk asked. Kira said, “No.” Thiago was silent. He originally wanted to give her some financial compensation, but she refused. Now she was the heiress of the Hamilton Group. The money he could give seemed more like an insult to her.

I cleared my throat and started to recite everything I had already decided on, “The profits stay a hundred percent mine. We might be married to the world but within these walls, we are not and our private lives must stay separate. There will be no jealousy, nothing of that sort.” He shrugged, “As you will see, all of that is in the deal anyway, no jealousy no falling in love, nothing complicated. It is only a business contract” I swallowed, my next words were going to change everything. “Then I agree, the documents?”

“But did he actually agree to it?” “What choice did he have? He has a soft heart.” Sienna took a sip of red wine. “But look how it ended. They hadn’t even been married that long before she started pushing for a divorce. She walked away with half of his fortune, then turned around and hooked up with one of his friends.” “What?” Her friend clicked her tongue in disbelief. “No way.” “One marriage, and she suddenly walks away worth sixteen billion. Honestly, people with no shame really do have no limits.”

Whichever one the media decided on was none of my business. We continued talking, “so, what have you been up to? Are you still on the divorce?” He asked, I smiled politely. “Tell me you're still on it. Tell me I still stand a chance.” I dropped the glass on the table. “It's a lot more complicated than you think, actually “ “How so?” “You don't just get married to a billionaire and divorce him overnight unless he wants it.” I said, “He left New York for another woman. I think it's safe to say he wants it very much. Or wait, is he into both of you?”

I exclaimed, shocked to hear what she had to say about our divorce, “you think I divorced Dominic?” “Stop pretending like all you wanted wasn’t the monetary settlement you got from the divorce. You have it now and we now all know you’re a rich heiress but that shouldn’t stop you from trying to help my brother when all he has ever done is take your side.” She attacked me like I had just stepped on her toe or something.

She paced slowly in front of me, eyes gleaming with pure enjoyment as if she was savoring every moment of my discomfort. “You’ve always gotten any man you wanted. For ten years straight,” she continued. “At eighteen, you made the Duke of Edinburgh divorce his wife, split his fortune in half, and then you dumped him like trash and moved on to the prince of Dubai.” I let a small, real smile slip out as the memories flashed. The memories were sweet. “Good old days,” I said softly. “Of course!” She laughed louder, stopping right in front of me. “But now you’re twenty-eight. Not as young. Not as fresh. Billionaires aren’t dying for you anymore. So you cling to that old glory like it’s oxygen.”

The smile slowly faded. He married her. Kevin and Stephanie. A day after our divorce was finalized. The man didn’t even wait for the ink to dry. I pressed my lips together, that familiar sting of betrayal flickering in my chest—but it was duller now. Because he hadn’t broken me. He’d only lit a fire under me. And now? I had two million reasons to be a menace. Operation get fired was in motion by Pierce Carter is ready. ~~~~~ I showed up at the penthouse with my cleaning supplies in one hand and my dignity in the other—which was barely hanging on, considering I’d squeezed myself into a uniform two sizes too small and conveniently forgot a bra.