Novel & Cerita His Billionaire Ex Wife

I let out a chuckle when he said that, Trent is a well-known playboy, he loves flirting with beautiful women and testing me was his joy so I just ignored him and walked away. I guess he didn't mind that as he just shrugged his shoulders and walked directly to the new waitress bringing a new round of flirting. I turned to glance at him for a while and shook my head. If only I had the opportunity he has, I would have grabbed it so tightly. I loved my career so dearly. Even while I was married to Tyson, a pretty famous billionaire, I never gave up working. After we got divorced it just seemed like an opportunity to devote more of my time to my job.

one of them gossiped. "Don't be a hater. My family works with the Everhart family and they are not people to be messed with. Although, I heard their daughter divorced recently, I don't think it is related to her beauty. Besides, she is the trending CEO in the business world and her net worth is in billions. Try not to get yourself into trouble," the other lady said, maintaining her composure. Astrid secretly smiled while paying attention to the politician who introduced his wife and son to her since she was in the market. Every family has been trying to get their sons to meet Astrid after the news of her divorce and CEO status.

"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...”

Bryan looked in her direction again and she covered her face with the menu, when she was sure he wasn't looking, she pulled out her photo and took pictures of them but a lot of the woman clearly. Immediately, she sent it to Miles and waited for a response. Miles replied a minute later with her details and Alessa scoffed as she went through them. “Really? A millionaire? Not even a billionaire? Your ex-wife is a billionaire.” she said as she went through more details. “A single mother of two? Come on, Bryan, you have twins already.” she scoffed. “She isn't that pretty. She is blonde, when did he start liking blondes?” she scoffed with her brows furrowed.

Now that he’s wealthy, she falsely claims to have donated her heart to him to extort more money. An obscure nobody like me instantly trended across all major platforms. The entire internet learned that Bryan Abbott, the trillion-dollar celebrity entrepreneur, had an ex-wife. They also learned just how heartless and ungrateful his ex-wife truly was. [She abandoned Mr. Abbott back then. Now that he’s rich, she comes crawling back to borrow money?! How shameless!] [Borrow? That’s not borrowing!] [Mr. Abbott received a heart from a kind donor. How dare she claim it was hers?]

She says and the entire crowd bursts into laughter. "All the way from Boston, he was crowned America's most eligible billionaire bachelor foe three years in a row by Vogue, but he dropped the title after he marries american beauty Willow daughter of one the greatest oil producers in the world. He still didn't drop a title. The youngest billionaire in the world and fifth most richest person, here with his wife, please say hi to them," She says and I raise my hands in the air. They applaud for the both of us and I smile a them. They continued with the event as Luciano skates over to me.

"No, we'll leave together. I don't want the sleazy tabloids capturing shit about our marriage." At that, she chuckled humorlessly, unbothered by his anger. "You've done a good job painting the reality of what it is to the media already. I won't be made a clown a second time." Then she reached for her phone and ordered a cab in front of the nanny and the Stark family chauffeur who had come in a limo to pick them up. What the fuck was she trying to pull? What new scheme could she be cooking? Alessandro knew he couldn't make a scene there and swallowed his rage, watching as a small cab drove in and the new wife of the richest billionaire in America according to Forbes, entered with their baby.

"The billionaire? What's he doing here?" "Charity event in the west wing. Though after that scandal with his ex-fiancée, I'm surprised he shows his face anywhere." "I heard he's looking for a new girlfriend. Someone to clean up his image." "A fake girlfriend, you mean. Like those Hollywood contracts." My feet stopped moving. Brett Graham. Everyone knew that name. The tech mogul who'd built an empire from nothing, worth billions, cold as ice and twice as ruthless. "How much do you think someone would pay for that kind of arrangement?" the first nurse asked.

By the time I tried to reach her, someone had already buried her, someone who wasn’t me. I wiped my tears with the back of my hand and forced myself to focus, flipping through her words as if they might give me back the mother I had lost and hated. Then something stopped me. A line, sharp and unsettling: ‘Being the wife of a billionaire isn’t as beautiful and heavenly as others think.’ My breath caught. My mother… married a billionaire? I felt the sting of betrayal tighten in my chest. After leaving me behind in Russia twice, after the absence, the grief, she had gone on to marry a billionaire in New York?

The day had started like any other room service trays, the smell of chamomile tea but the TV altered everything. BREAKING NEWS FROM MANILA," the voice of the reporter announced in clean English across the flicker of monitors. "A confidential family source has exposed stunning accusations that Charles Billion, the billionaire heir, and academic Fiona Generys married after a contractual agreement one made in return for the medical care of Generys' daughter.".