روايات وقصص ضمن Never Divorce A Secret Billionaire Heiress

Something sharp and violent settled beneath my ribs. “Listen carefully,” I said coldly. “No one approaches Elara. No one contacts her. No investigators. No press.” Victor exhaled slowly. “You’re reacting emotionally.” “Yes.” The silence on the other end told me that the answer surprised him. Good. “Adrian,” he said carefully, “if this story breaks publicly, investors will assume you hid an heiress intentionally during merger negotiations.” I almost laughed. An heiress. God. Blue was four years old and already being reduced to a strategy by people who never met her.

She looked like a portrait of a woman who had never known a day of genuine grief. She didn't flinch. Instead, she dropped a thick, manila file onto the desk, right on top of the divorce papers. The weight of it made the pen in my hand jump. "Those are the list of girls that I want you to marry," she said, her tone as casual as if she were discussing the weather. "Vetted, high-society, and most importantly, they understand the value of the Donovan name. No writers. No survivors. Just women who know how to play the part."

How I wish he was here to tell me all this was some sick imagination or dream. But ghost doesn't speak. “Who is he?” I asked, my eyes still fixed outside the window. She didn't answer. I didn't expect her to. She even dressed better than I did. “I deserve to know.” A long silence, then, “Was a man with influence, power and money.” “I believe that's not all to tell about him.” She sighed this time, irritated. “He was a billionaire. Cold, private and dangerous, some say.” My breath caught. “Dangerous?”

Chapter 15 The truth—the truth Aspen would never, ever admit—was that she was absolutely consumed with jealous rage. Because despite everything, despite five years in prison, despite being treated like a servant in her own family's home, despite having literally nothing, Ravyn had still managed to capture the attention of Rhys Larsen. Rhys Larsen, who was worth billions. Who was powerful enough to destroy entire families with a phone call. Who was mysterious and dangerous and exactly the kind of man who could give Ravyn everything she needed to escape the Hawkins family's control.

“She’s a stranger you forced me to share a bed with. And for what? To give you a grandson you could parade around as the next successor? You used both of us, Grandma. And I’m done with it.” Grandma’s cane thudded once on the floor. “Even if you divorce her, Everett, where do you expect her to go? She’ll be ruined socially. You think a divorced wife of a billionaire will be welcomed anywhere? She’ll be eaten alive.” “That’s not my problem!” Everett laughed and I heard the shuffle of feet as he stood up. “It is your problem,” Grandma countered. Then, after a pause, she added. “Then I’ll arrange it. She’ll go abroad to start a new life, away from all this. That way you’ll never have to see her

I do love him but my family always placed our business first before any other thing. Jake was the son of Elon Reagan, CEO of a billionaire conglomerate. Jake was a rich spoiled brat who engaged in all forms of social abnormalities. He always slept around with women and always at one club or another; sometimes I wonder how I fell for such a man. I guess love is truly blind for I was blinded by love. At first I didn't read any meaning into his actions but I felt detached from the relationship so I had to take a slow step back.

she said angrily as she turned walking on the other side making Octavius dumbfounded. He had forgotten that she was also rich and that despite the fact her sister thought she was dead and had taken some of her properties, it wasn't shocking that she had other properties that her family didn't know of. After all, it was the same for every young generation from wealthy families. They buy some houses in secret to avoid their families, him not being an exception. When he saw her walking further and without looking back, he sighed as he didn't know how he had gotten to this situation. He just wanted to tease her not make her afraid of him.

In return, they would shower them with all kinds of expensive gifts. Millie, on the other hand, didn’t stop at the gifts. She chose divorced men for a reason. She would marry them, find a secret about them that no one would ever want revealed, and ask for a divorce six months later while using the secret as leverage to make away with as much of their wealth as she could. Even I had to admit that was kind of smart—if you didn’t end up dead, that is.

Although she hated him, she believed the guy still deserved to know what was happening. Fortunately, her secretary called him to ask about the divorce. If not for him, she wouldn't know that Hendrix was being detained in the Palace. “It's all over the news now. Everyone is already talking about it and all of them are very curious about you..” she added. She liked to skip the part where she released their marriage certificate because she didn't want him to think that she was jealous. She was not. She didn't care anymore about his affair and she was only helping him because she won't be able to get her revenge if he became under the King's wings.

It was still early morning, and work hadn’t fully started, so gossip was welcome. When she reached Anna’s desk, where most of them had gathered, she paused and smiled again. “Well,” she said slowly, enjoying the suspense, “I just got some classified information.” Gasps followed immediately. “It turns out,” Nate continued, “that the tech billionaire divorced his wife not too long ago. And guess why?” Everyone leaned in. “Because of the woman he is about to marry now.” The hall erupted. “What?” “He was married before?” “Who would divorce such a handsome man?”