My Billionaire Ex Husband Chase Me Back Novels & Stories

“Then what answer would satisfy you?” Before Alexandra could open her mouth and speak he added. “That I feel in love with my ex wife after seeing her a week after our divorce and wanted to find out more about her which led to me keeping the spy in her multi-billion dollar company? Is that what you wish to hear, Alexandra?"

It was not that easy. “Why does everything have to do with my ex-husband? My world does not revolve around him, Christina.” “Exactly. Your world does not revolve around him. So if that's the case, you will accept my challenge. You will come with me and you will meet Josh. He’s a billionaire, too, Beatrice. Like your ex-husband. He can give you everything you want. You don't need to work, okay?” “A billionaire, huh? He's not part of the mafia?”

"The floor is for your tantrums. Choose one." "Read the alerts, Dad! Read them!" Chase paced a tight circle around the chair, his hands flying through the air. "She’s at Opulencia. She’s been there for two hours. The current tally is thirty-two million dollars! Thirty-two million! She’s hemorrhaging my accounts! She’s trying to liquidate me in a single morning!" Richard looked at the screen. Even for him, the number was a jolt. Thirty-two million dollars. He felt an unexpected spark of shock in his gut, but he didn’t express it. He wouldn't give Chase the satisfaction of seeing him surprised.

"Tessa, I'll be real. My new dad's the richest man in Seavora. Why else would I send you money every day for years? You never blocked me because you wanted to marry me." I just stared at him. The ego on this guy was unreal. Truth is, I never blocked him because I hadn't touched that account in years. I logged in on a whim yesterday and found out he'd been spamming me the whole time. My son started crying, everything got chaotic, and I accidentally tapped accept. And somehow that turned into me wanting to marry him? I stepped back, grossed out. "Send me your details. I'll pay you back." Jason's face dropped. "Tessa Thomson, you were quick to take it, and now you're ditching me? A materialisti

made me go hard, and I know I want to see her again. Yeah, but how? the voice in my head scoffs. Are you really going to start dating the daughter of your ex-wife? How fucked up is that?’ I merely shake my head. I’m a fucking billionaire, and billionaires do what they want. They go to Mars. They rearrange the federal government. Fuck, they even get involved in European politics. Fucking a young girl who happens to be an ex’s daughter is the least of it. At that moment, I stroll by my massive garage and see Henry, my chauffeur, wiping down the yellow Lambo.

I became aware of this around noon, the specific gritty exhaustion of someone who has not slept properly in thirty hours, and I should go home, I know I should go home, and I don't because the office is the place I go when I need to think and I need to think. Chase Sterling is twenty-two years old. He inherited a fortune six months ago and he has spent a portion of it systematically dismantling my business because a woman I represent turned down a proposal from him before she knew who he was, and now he is punishing everyone in her proximity with the resources of a two-billion-dollar empire.

“It was… a lot. The guy—he was powerful, a billionaire in his own right. But it all came crashing down. Fraud. Embezzlement. Insider trading. Tax evasion. Money laundering. Bribery and political corruption. Sexual harassment. Even sex trafficking and funding dark money campaigns. It was like the authorities had been building the case for years. And one day… everything hit at once.” Katherine’s eyes widened, stunned. “That’s… horrifying.” “It was,” Kingsley said. “The charges were so extensive, it didn’t just ruin him. It destroyed his entire company. His empire crumbled overnight. Beth’s father had no more leverage. No more power. Nothing to gain from keeping her in that marriage. And by the

He didn't even think twice before accusing me of theft. That was the height of it. I'm no longer going to take his insults. Not anymore! “Doctor says you'll be discharged soon.” I looked up to see Mr. Mark walking into the room. “Okay.” I managed a nod. “Is anything the problem?” He asked, observing me keenly from where he stood. I shook my head but he didn't seem to buy my response. How was I to tell him my ex-husband just accused me of theft? It sounded so embarrassing. I couldn't bring myself to do that. Not even if I wanted to.

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.".

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.