From Divorcee To Billionaire Heiress Novels & Stories

"And what did you say?" "That I'd pass it along," she said. "Which I'm now doing." She put her hands on my shoulders and I let myself lean back into them for just a second. "Are you happy?" she asked. I looked at myself in the mirror. Victoria Hale. Twenty-nine years old. Founder and CEO of one of the fastest-growing fashion companies in the world. Owner of her own name, her own story, and every piece of ground she stood on. The daughter of a woman who had survived things that should have destroyed her. And in about forty minutes, about to walk down an aisle in Paris toward a man who had chosen her on purpose, every single day, through every version of who she was still becoming.

I wish he was here to see how far I have gone, I wish he could see that I fulfilled his dying wish. But Mason was right, I make a very good Heiress, and my father will always remain a proud dad because today marks a year since I became CEO of white nova robotics. Nova was my second name, and my dad had made sure to name his achievement after him like he knew one day it would be mine. I looked down at my hands, the diamond ring on my finger sparkled under the light of the stars and moon. It felt heavy because it cost a fortune and Mason had given it to me.

“Sudden Billionaire Heiress After Divorce! Hahaha! I remember it. Don’t you see! Let me tell you what happened in the story because I want to do everything the MC did in that book hahaha!” “So, a beautiful billionaire was a woman. A very wealthy woman who had no man yet. She bought a yacht for herself, she bought five more mansions in New York and Texas. She went to the moon to celebrate her birthday and even lived in a resort underneath the sea level for a week just with the fishes. Ahahah. I want to live it all,” Tyler sounded. *Scoff* As drunk as he was, each person he spoke to counted his words as gibberish and just took their shot of drink, walking away from his presence.

“He’s my second daddy?!” I stiffened. Vivian laughed and ruffled his hair. “Yes, he is.” Aiden clapped his hands excitedly. “Yay! I have two daddies now!” I swallowed, forcing a small smile, but inside, my stomach twisted. Vivian stood back up, holding Aiden’s hand. “Are you done shopping? I was actually heading to your wife’s company. I’ve missed her so much.” I cleared my throat. “About that…” I hesitated, glancing away before forcing myself to meet her eyes. “Olivia and I… we’re divorced.”

More than anything else she had said so far. “When we get home,” she continued, turning back to Cassie, “I’ll give you everything your parents left behind. Every document, every detail you’ll need to understand what’s really going on.” Frederick swallowed hard, his throat dry, the realization settling in like something heavy and immovable. His ex-wife… The heiress to the Blackridge empire. A name that dominated rankings, that stood at the very top, far beyond anything the Novarion Group could compete with.

I placed the suitcase in the trunk and adjusted my dark sunglasses to hide the redness around my eyes after an exhausting night before replying coldly, “No need.” With that, I opened the car door and drove straight out of the estate, leaving behind a group of bewildered servants who had no idea what was happening. A few minutes after I left the estate, my phone chimed with a notification informing me that one billion dollars had been deposited into my account as compensation. According to the contract, the moment the divorce agreement bearing my signature was delivered to Dominic Group's legal team and the court, I would receive one billion dollars in compensation without any questions asked

Not only did I get what I was entitled to, but I also received half of all his assets under his name. Staring at the figures in the contract, I was stunned. I never imagined Hector had accumulated so much wealth. I never expected he would give me so much. A large portion of it, I knew, was something Hector could have easily avoided giving me, thanks to his resources and influence. In the end, after two months of intense public drama triggered by a reality show, the divorce was finally settled. The story’s conclusion was simple: I had transformed into a single, billionaire woman. …

“C’mon, Miss. Your friend wants to have fun.” I slapped his hand when he touched my thigh. He chuckled and lifted his arm as if he’s surrendering. Mattew laughed. “Don’t try again, dude. She must be a virgin.” “LOL! I saw her on the news. She’s the famous Quinn heiress. She’s divorced. Am I right, Miss Bree?” I gritted my teeth. Kate drank a hard drink and pulled herself up. “I’ll just go to the powder room.” She almost lost her balance. She’s already drunk. I think she’s already drinking even before I came here. I want to go with her, but I really want to talk to Mattew Holland.

It was also not the expression Edward wanted at the moment. "If you want a divorce, just get a divorce," Felicia replied so casually. As if what they were discussing really didn't matter. "You seem to understand your position quite well. Or have you been waiting for this moment?" Edward asked later. "I don't think so. But, sooner or later, it has to happen. Don't worry, the most powerful cure for a broken heart is wealth. So, make sure you give me enough assets and pay me enough to enjoy my old age, as well as to pay for the happy family I will have," Felicia said at length.

“That scumbag. He actually divorced you.” “Just take me away,” Heidi murmured. Her expression was blank as she stared out of the car’s window. Yet, Zach knew that she was bottling up her emotions. For that man, Heidi endured daily humiliation by those lowly folks. Because of him, she dropped her crown as a princess and assumed the position of a pauper, a desperate housewife with no other goal apart from pleasing her husband. Danm it! He was going to make him regret it. “A divorce is not the end of the world. Cheer up, dear.” Zach squeezed her hand gently.