Never Divorce A Secret Billionaire Heiress Mga Nobela at Kwento

Not only did I get what I was entitled to, but I also received half of all his assets under his name. Staring at the figures in the contract, I was stunned. I never imagined Hector had accumulated so much wealth. I never expected he would give me so much. A large portion of it, I knew, was something Hector could have easily avoided giving me, thanks to his resources and influence. In the end, after two months of intense public drama triggered by a reality show, the divorce was finally settled. The story’s conclusion was simple: I had transformed into a single, billionaire woman. …

I’ve always known this day would come; it’s clear that she’s not genuine in her actions and that envy has always simmered beneath the surface. “Kylie,” Atlas calls my name, pulling me out of my thoughts. I take a deep breath, turning to face him with an expression devoid of any emotion. To me, Atlas is just a friend—nothing more. But that changed when he confessed his feelings for me. Since then, I’ve grown even more distant from him, especially after learning about the arranged marriage. He knows how much I despise talking about our family business, yet I didn’t expect him to be the one to push for this. Dad agreed because he wants to increase his wealth, and Atlas played right into his han

Maeve looked away in anger and then I remembered something important. “Speaking of you,” I said, pointing at her, “we’re going to the hospital right now.” Maeve frowned. “Why?” “To check if you’re still a virgin,” I announced, ignoring the shocked gasp from her and Hudson. “I’m marrying you off to Mr. Smith. He’s a billionaire, and he only marries virgins.” “Gianna, stop this madness!” Robert exclaimed, his face reddening in anger. I faced him cutting him off with a wave of my hand.

"Even though we know that your marriage to Jaxon was private, be careful. Because you're now the billionaire's secret." So this my first warning as the billionaire secret? This is my first warning as a billionaire wife?

Clara didn't want to be emotionally attached and so she decided to look aside. Whenever he looked at him, her heart pierced. It was still difficult to love him again, and when everything was going smoothly, Isabella buds him, but he would have stopped her, he could have controlled his lust. They had reached home and Leo offered that they had dinner together. Clara and Nanny Divine walked into the kitchen, their deliberate slowness, springed from the happiness they both share from Leo's Discovery. Nanny Divine would be so bothered. He was her son, but still kept this secret till the right time. She had worked as a maid in the house for many years and when The Dante's wife realized that she c

‘Anyway, that’s why I have bad news for you, son. ‘What is it?’ He relayed, with dramatic emphasis, the conversation he had overheard. He repeated her declarations verbatim: ‘never date a billionaire,’ ‘not worth the trouble,’ ‘attracts their fair share of obsessed fans and stalkers.’ He concluded with her stated preference for a ‘peaceful life with a normal man… a nice, simple, un-powerful man.’ I fell silent. The irony was a sharp, cold blade. Here I was, meticulously engineering Cary’s permanent exile from her life, and I had already been disqualified on principle.

“ Stop lying to yourself. I bet that is why you are going through with the divorce. After, what can I possibly give you or add to your life?” “ Is this coming from Micheal Don Salvatore El’s granddaughter? You mean the chosen heir to a billion dollar company is nothing in your eyes? Nicki…” “ Newsflash, the billionaire isn't taking my calls anymore. Maybe he will reach out when we are finally divorced.” She explained, grabbed her phone and bolted before I could say another word. Unable to stay in my office, I drove straight to the headquarters and met a dazed Melissa in the elevator. I stepped in and waved briefly at her. She gave me a light bow without tearing her gaze off me.

She opened them and wore a pitiful look. “Thank you, everyone, for accepting this work proposal from the beginning. It’s your decision to work for me and now that you decline, I can do nothing…” She started and took a break. She squeezed her hand in each other, fixing her teary eyes on them. “Before I leave, I want to tell you the story of a lady,” she said. “There’s a young billionaire heiress lady, who has always lived her life in hidden because she believes wealth is dirty and she didn’t want to get involved in it. One day, she finds out a secret of how wealthy people ganged up and killed innocent peoples,” she narrated.

Then he exclaimed, “Fifty million going once? Fifty million going twice, fifty million going thrice!- Congratulations! This pretty lady in a silver dress will now be the possessor of this set of jewelry.” Many people had joined the bidding, but only one winner emerged. No one could believe their eyes or ears, especially Lucas Harrison and the girl sitting beside him who looked ghastly pale. “No way! She can't afford that money.” “But she just did! Who exactly is she?” “Oh, she's Heidi. Heidi Olsen. How could they think that they could contend with the wealthiest heiress in Phoenix City?” The man who spoke was the same middle-aged man who just uncovered Heidi's identity.

A hesitation, then the man said, "Bronson, you're not going to like this. She's in Eldoria. Visiting her grandfather." "I knew that already," I snapped. "Tell me something I don't know." The man sighed. "There is breaking news this morning. It's all over Eldoria. Edmund Hale held a private ceremony. Your ex-wife… she is no longer Zephyrine Wilder." My fist tightened on the phone. "What do you mean?" "She's been legally registered as Zephyrine Hale. She's been made his heir." I couldn't catch my breath for a moment. Zephyrine Hale.