La Heredera Multimillonaria Divorciada Novels & Stories

I typed her name into a search engine, then dove deeper, pulling up everything I could find. Aaliyah Monroe, 28, owner of a PR firm in New York. Articles praised her early success—savvy campaigns, a knack for spinning brands into gold. But lately, the chatter was brutal: Divorced by billionaire Henry Smith, replaced by her twin sister. Ouch. I also found a photo of her at a charity gala last year, all elegance in a silver gown, her blue eyes sharp and confident. Another of her with Henry, his arm around her, both smiling like they owned the world. My jaw tightened. He’d thrown her away for her sister? Fool.

When she heard her name being mentioned, she grew curious and stopped in her tracks. "I don't know what she's so smug about. I heard she was married before. Her husband cheated on her and ran off with his mistress. He died eventually." "That's her, alright. The fake heiress of the Spencer family. There are plenty of rumors about her going around in our circle. Word has it she was blind at some point, though that had something to do with her husband." "She's not some saint or martyr, ladies. Her ex-husband was none other than Jason Pereira, the former CEO of Valor Group. He met his downfall and got executed because of her, you know."

Kyera's face remained straight ever as she spoke her mind, everyone in the office now watching both of them exchanging words instead of joining in the discussion. “You must be in your head with one of those fairy tale novels you read again. I don't blame you,” Taylor cocked an eyebrow at her. “Whatever you say,” Kyera rolled her eyes flippantly, and took her seat behind her desk, “I am reading one now though. The lady is a rich one, and she is tough,” she mumbled. “I don't care. It is probably your regular books again,” Taylor dismissed. “No, it is not. Why am I even talking a lot?” Kyera's lips pursed as opened her laptop and switched it on, “After Divorce, I Became A Multi-Billlionaire, is

Gasps of surprise spread across the table, their gossip radars turning on. "The heir's wife?, then what about now? " A blonde haired woman with fiery red dress asked slowly, flinching at the cold glare Ava threw at her. "Well, from how there's no wedding band on her finger, she must have gotten a divorce, isn't that right there?" Kathleen drawled, her voice sympathetic. "That is correct, I divorced Ethan" Ava smiled back at Kathleen, though her hands in her lap were clenched tightly to stop her from trembling. "Haa, it must have been hard for you, you don't have to tell us about it if you're uncomfortable, at least you found your 'real' family" She turned towards the other women who were wat

"It's not about what you did. It's about what you didn't do. Our marriage is a charade, Amanda. We're both living a lie. Amelia’s back, and she doesn’t want to see you! It’s time for our marriage to terminate. So you have to go!" Amanda’s pale lips quivered like if she had fallen into the frigid water. She asked in disbelief, "You’re divorcing me because she’s back? Is our marriage nothing but a joke to you?" "You were not the one I wanted to marry in the first place, and you drove Amelia away two years ago with your filthy tricks. Promising me that you’ll bore me a son to carry on my family name. Amanda, it’s been two years now and you haven’t given me a female child to talk less of a male

I am the CEO of the Bessandro Empire. I started asking around discreetly, trying to piece together Racheal’s new life here in Rome. I learned that she had struggled as a single mother, raising a daughter on her own. With the age of the daughter, it was clear that Racheal gave birth to twins, which meant that Lorenzo has a twin sister I know nothing about. This revelation hit me like a freight train. I knew we had a child, Lorenzo, but I had no idea we had a daughter as well.

This is not just about us… it’s about the fruit of our love. I grabbed my phone on the dashboard of my car and was about to call Archi when notifications popped into my screen. The group chat talked about something—an issue which they mentioned me. I clicked the link and froze at the hot topic today. Multi-billionaire, Rome De Herrera, got divorce from his wife after months of marriage Rome De Herrera’s wife, allegedly cheats with her ex The downfall of Escarra Furniture Oliver Sevilla, CEO of Sevilla Construction, admits his lingering feelings for Rome De Herrera’s wife

I was still struggling to believe what just happened. “I found out! I found out who she is!” George exclaimed. “Martinez Brown?” I asked just to confirm. “Yes!” George replied. “She changed her name two months ago. Her maternal grandmother is Sara Perez, the only female billionaire in Spain!” “Sara died a few years back,” I muttered, still shocked by what I just heard. “Yes and guess who inherited all she had?” George asked, his eyes glaring at me. “Don't tell me…”

“Jessica, listen, I’ve been through this, so I have to say a few words to you.” One of the women, appearing in her 40s, wore quite a lot of accessories, and her necklace alone could have cost over 200 thousand dollars. Her husband was the CEO of Everlink Real Estate in Impelia. Although they were married, the couple had long been estranged, having no affection for each other for 10 years, each having their own affairs.

She threw a fit and divorced him in grand style, at a time when he was holding a large amount of family cash in the US for business purposes. She froze the money. To free the money for business they had to settle with her quickly, she walked away with millions. After the divorce was final she wanted to add insult to injury so she asked me to have sex with her while taking pictures. Then she sent the most disgusting shots (which were really disgusting) to his family so he was humiliated as a cuckold (she adjusted the date in the camera so she seemed married) who paid for the privilege. She also sent disgusting real pictures showing her husband's shortcomings and her sodomizing him with a toy