Jilted Ex-wife? Billionaire Heiress! Novels & Stories

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.

"Look at this billionaire making a fool of himself over this woman, just because she's influential. Pathetic." "He deserves this. I heard he hurt her badly in the past." "Do you think she knows who he is?" "Of course, she does. She's his ex, the one he abandoned years ago." "Is that why she mentioned her son, Jumia, being her source of joy?" "Heartbreaking. I feel sorry for her. He deserves everything she's dishing out." "Serves him right. Billionaires like him think the world revolves around them. Look at how far she's come without his help."

“Okay, let's get started. We will attend dinner parties together, we will be seen on dates. We are going to be seen as an happy family, that's is all I want from you.” Max started. He stopped, eyebrows raised and said. "So tell me Selena, what are the plans for your stupid ex-fiance and your backstabbing best friend.” I opened and closed my mouth, trying to find my words, then I said. "I want them to suffer, I think…I think, I know the reason Daniel left me, Jane comes from a rich family, not as rich as you but she is better than me.” “She is not." Max growled at me.

Victoria Sterling. The aristocratic heiress to the largest banking and shipping cartel in the European Alliance. A woman born with ice in her veins, raised by sovereign bloodlines who treated marriage like corporate mergers and wolves like board members. My ex-wife. We had severed our mating ties seven years ago in an ugly, scorched-earth legal war that nearly tore both our territories apart. She had packed her fortunes, taken her elite legal teams, and retreated across the Atlantic to run the European banking syndicates, vowing never to set foot on northern soil again unless she was holding the deeds to my empire.

And then, with one effortless motion, Leif scooped her up and carried her off under the moonlight, her laughter trailing behind them like music. Back to the bridal suite. And somewhere beneath the stars, their story finally settled into peace. She had once been a jilted heiress. A shattered daughter. A forgotten name. But now— She was a wife. A mother. A survivor. And their love story was only just beginning. *** ***

If he was so rich, why was he still so desperate to bring her back even if she was his wife? She has been MIA for five years. Would he lack women with this much money? He could get a new girl every day. She didn’t want to disturb her mind, thinking this when she wanted to know the truth. “What about my family? My parents, my sibling?” Janet asked ignoring the matter, Edwin being the Billionaire was a matter of shock for her. “You have your mother, about your father, he is still alive, but he had his other family.” Elisa truthfully replied.

“Cici… please tell me you’re joking.” “I wish I was.” I explained everything, how I’d discovered the truth about my biological family, how I’d built Maison Cynclair in Paris, how I’d rebuilt myself from the ground up. Matilda listened quietly, her mouth falling open with every revelation. When I finished, she blinked like she was trying to process everything. “So you’re… Laurent,” she said finally. “Yes.” She exhaled dramatically. “Oh my God. You went from housewife to billionaires’ sister overnight. That’s so unfair. I can barely pay rent.”

She blurted out which made Mom flare at her shutting her up. She stood up, "Wish you the best of luck." She said going into her room. I had expected she'd have gotten better since all these while but guess some things just never change. I knew I was introduced as a girl who just come back from the countryside to Henry because of our marriage and so that he wouldn't say I got married to him to seek more alliance between him and my dad's company. I'm the heir to my dad's company and we are the second topping the billionaire chart in the USA but I just wanted to be ordinary to him so he'll love me just the way I want him to.

I scanned the room, my eyes sweeping over the elites, smiling at a few who were bold enough to return it, but my mind was still stuck on that financial news photograph from two nights ago. Jasmine. It had to be a hoax. A meticulously staged corporate stunt by Vance Global to use my ex-wife’s face as a weapon to destroy me. The real sole heir to a trillion-dollar empire wouldn’t spend three years scrubbing my kitchen floors and quietly taking a stipend. It was impossible. She was a penniless orphan. She had to be. Suddenly, the massive crystal chandeliers dimmed.

“Yes, ma'am?” “Could you… " Turn on the radio?” she asked. “I just need something to distract my mind.” “Of course, ma’am.” A cheerful voice burst through the speakers. “And in today’s biggest business headline—Atlanta’s most eligible billionaire bachelor is officially off the market!” Charlotte froze. The radio host continued enthusiastically. “Earlier today, Jace Norman, heir to the Norman Group empire, shocked the public by announcing his sudden marriage to an unknown woman during a private ceremony at city hall.”