Novel & Cerita Kicked Out, She Came Back A Billionairess

With that, she walked out of the dining room, her head high and her spine straight, leaving chaos and panic in her wake. She made it as far as the foyer before the adrenaline started wearing off and the reality of what she'd just done hit her. She'd played her nuclear option. She'd revealed the extent of her knowledge, her capabilities, her willingness to destroy them all if they pushed her too far. There was no going back from this. But before she could fully process the implications, she heard quick footsteps behind her. She turned to find Nathan, his face flushed with rage and something that might have been panic.

Chapter Five First Person’s Perspective Carlos “Daddy! Who is that nice lady?” My son, Allen asked I glanced at the direction she left through one more time and turned to him. “Um…” “Do you know her?” I didn’t even know what to tell him ‘Yes, she used to be my wife but I chased her away for someone else’? “I dont think I know her son” came my very lame response. But I was dealing with a six years old here, he wouldn’t push right?

It was too late now. Then I heard it. Screeching tires. I paused. Another one, louder this time. I stood up and walked to the door, my phone still under my grip. Stepping outside, I took a deep breath, savoring the cool breeze—but when I opened my eyes, I saw her. His goddamn daughter. The same one he kicked out like trash, and now suddenly wants to bring back into his life. The same one he abandoned, and now he’s crawling after her just because she bagged a billionaire. Pathetic.

The audience applause. With a warm smile, Miss Lane continues, “I wish you the best with Abel. He’d be lucky to have you back.” She turns to the camera. “And to our viewers, stay tuned We look forward to having billionairess Vanessa Sterling back on the show soon. Until next time,” I switch off the tv feeling humiliated, angry, and heartsick. This was the price I had to pay for having fallen in love once. I think in disgust. I am going celibate for the rest of my life.

I turned to leave but his voice stopped in midstep. “Every staff member in this company sees me as their true leader and you? You’re just the nepo baby, the heiress, nothing special.” Slowly, I turned, a smile on my face, “If not for Maeve, you’d be sacked a long time ago.” I walked out, my chest heavy, all of a sudden I was tired I needed to retire home but my phone beeped, I reached out for it in my bag and I glanced at the screen. It was from Eddie, “Hi Millie, Wanna hang out?”

Before I could stand up, I felt something stab deep in my back. “Rhys!!” Tessa sobbed as she looked at me with tears in her eyes. “You see Rhys, I would rather stab you than shoot you right away. I want you to die a slow painful death. You took everything from me the moment your wretched mother brought you. You took my birthright, you got to be CEO! it was supposed to be me, everything was meant to be mine. And then you showed up and ruined everything”I could hear Vincent shouting but the pain in my back.

Ethan’s POV The Day after she left How dare she? Crystal Reed—the mousy, silent girl my grandmother had forced upon me—had actually walked out. She just wanted attention. She wanted me to chase her so she could feel like more than just a placeholder in this mansion. "She’ll be back in forty-eight hours," I had told Mark with a cold smirk. "When her bank account runs dry and reality hits her, she’ll come crawling back to me." After a week I told myself I was relieved

The city where I'd spent eighteen years of my life shrank smaller and smaller until it dissolved into nothing. That city held my shattered youth. And two men who had hurt me deeply. I closed my eyes. Tears slipped down in silence. Goodbye. I told myself: Elara Pemberton, today is the day you're reborn. ... Five years later. Paris. At an exclusive industry gala, I moved through the crowd in a crisp white suit, champagne in hand, every bit the rising-star architect known as "Echo." Those five years, I'd thrown myself into my studies and my work with everything I had.

She didn’t want to meet my family. Images from three years ago flashed in my mind, and I had to grip the edge of my bed to stomach the humiliation she went through. I left her with nothing. I froze all her accounts, stripped her of every privilege. She had nothing but the clothes on her back. How did she survive? If she hadn’t gotten rich, what would have become of her and my children?

I sat up immediately, the way you sit up when a soldier bark at you. A billionaires? That's a big one and the first I've ever heard of since I began working for him. " A billionairess, you say," I licked my lips. " Are you for real?" SPENDING nodded. " She's not just any billionairess, she deals with dollars not our currency." " Wow, a white woman," I was excited. " Does this means I get to join the boys abroad?"