From Divorcee To Billionaire Heiress Novels & Stories

I was going to divorce my husband and leave. ***** A FEW MONTHS LATER. “Congratulations, Ms. Clarkson. Your babies are stunning.” The Doctor smiled at me as she walked into my room. Babies. She said babies. A few hours ago, I gave birth to two twins. I had divorced my husband and had been stripped of wealth to nothing. For months, I toiled the streets in a faraway town trying to pick myself up while carrying the child of my ex-husband. And now, I've had them.

' 'Socialite Aurora Vale Dragged for Causing Husband to Cheat' ‘The fall from grace’ ‘Vale heiress goes into hiding after divorce. ‘The fall of the great.’ I held my breath as I clicked on the first article. > ‘Damien Sinclair's Divorce: The Truth Finally Surfaces’ > After months of silence, new details have emerged about the shocking divorce between billionaire heir Damien Sinclair and his ex-wife, Aurora Vale.

Meanwhile, back at the Bennetts' flashy villa. The real Bennett daughter—well, now technically Rachel Bennett—was standing stiffly on the spotless marble floor, totally overwhelmed by the glamour around her. Crystal chandeliers, a spiral staircase, designer rugs... stuff she'd only ever seen on TV. "Rachel, from now on, this is your home. Mommy's going to give you everything you deserve," Vivian said, holding her hand with a smug satisfaction, as if doing her a favor. "You're now our Bennett heiress. Those cheap clothes? Not worthy of you anymore."

Thinking of the miserable end of her last life, she'd rather end it now than wait for that moment. "I said, let's divorce." The next day, news of Debra's extravagant purchase of wasteland swept through major platforms. Debra was the sole heiress to the Frazier family, and ten billion dollars was just a figure for her. However, with her family's businesses operating, she had limited liquid assets. It was not easy for her to raise the money. Debra lay on the bed, rubbing her brows. 'Should I find Juan? No.' He left without a word yesterday when she proposed a divorce.

Grace's eyes widened, and she let out a dramatic scream, "Are you crazy? You're actually giving up on asking him for alimony? He's a billionaire, you could get a hundred million in alimony!" I chuckled bitterly, "It doesn't matter. I just want to divorce him as soon as possible! I'm a millionaire by myself; I don't need him to raise my value." Grace shook her head, "But still, a hundred million…” she looked so pained, so much so I nearly chuckled. I shrugged, "Let him keep his money to himself; we're bigger than that anyway. I just want to move on with my life." “Aww, girl. I totally get it.” Grace reached out and squeezed my hand, "I'm here for you, no matter what."

"You are smarter than I thought, Dani. I must congratulate you on your big brains!" "What are you talking about?" "You meet a billionaire. You sùck his dìck and swallow his sperms. That sweet little session leads to a rich ring. You become his legal wife. But billionaires divorce their wives all the time and replace them with some bimbo with nice boobs. You don't want to be that bitter divorced wife left with nothing but a broken heart. So you get a baby in a blink. Marriages end all the time. But babies are forever. So you trap him with a bunch of babies. That way even if he divorces you, he can still pour millions into child support every month. And you'll never have to work a day in your

I sighed, pulling out the contract and going over it. I wet my lips, and glued my eyes at the money stated in the contract that Massimo was offering to pay. It was a ridiculous huge amount, but I wasn’t fazed. I had seen a lot of that during my time as a billionaire heiress before that bastard, Gibson, ruined my life. I gripped the pen tight in anger. “Careful not to snap it into two,” Massimo’s voice interrupted my drift, shattering my peace and silence like a glass.

Dianne did not believe that the penniless Jenna could fork out $30 million so easily. Back then, Jenna married into the Hidalgo family without a penny to her name. Dianne was laughed at by other high-society women for having such a poor daughter-in-law, so Jenna was a disgrace to her. Although Elena said that Jenna now had a lot of men backing her, why would they spend so much money on a divorced woman? Were those men dumb?" Jenna hooked her lips, took out the black card from her purse, and handed it to the staff at the side. Swipe it." There was no hesitation.

Because there’s definitely no way he couldn't know me as there’s no one in this LA that doesn't recognize me, Ashley Miller. He’s cold but handsome, and also rich. Getting a guy like him would really be a tough job, and I’m really jealous of Ariel Roderigo. She’s one lucky woman. How could she not be lucky when she just became the new CEO of an empire that ranked first in the world, and our own company was barely alive thanks to her father? As I stood up from the ground and brushed off my clothes, my mind drifted off to Lance, my own husband, and I sighed heavily.

He talks a lot but his good looks make you forget about that in a minute. He smiled back. "So, gentlemen, let's get to the order of the day," Nathan's lawyer took over from Francis. "Thank you, Francis. We have some terms here for the divorce. If I may, can I proceed?" "Yes," Francis and I chorused. "Good. Firstly, Mr. Lancaster wants to pay you a total of five hundred thousand dollars as a settlement for the divorce," "I don't want his money," I replied firmly. I don't have any interest in Nathan's money. I didn't ask for a divorce to get some part of his money, I needed the divorce for my freedom.