Never Divorce A Secret Billionaire Heiress Novelas e Histórias

I turned up the volume and leaned back in my chair. "Welcome back," the anchor said, shaking her head slowly. "We are following the story that has everyone talking today. Celestine Valancourt, the secret heiress who just married the world's richest man, Lysander Ashcroft, is at the center of a growing scandal. Reports have surfaced that she terminated a pregnancy just weeks after leaving her first husband, billionaire Kier Thornwell. Our panel is here to discuss. Let's start with you, Margaret. What do you make of this?"

“Now that you say it… she does look like Mrs. Turner.” Janine smiles thinly. “She was under our noses this entire time. A fucking billionaire heiress right here in our home married to our son. I think she found out that she was wealthy and decided to divorce our boy to keep it all to herself.” “She’s divorcing him because he cheated,” her husband counters. “And had another baby on the way. And abandoned her when she fell down the stairs and hit her head.” Janine scoffs. “ Those are just fucking excuses.”

"I see some things are not clear to my daughter, either. I shall explain. Mark here is the CEO of one of our greatest competitors, a private land development company with an estimated worth in the higher billions. Mark himself, I think, is recorded as the third richest man in the city, if I'm not mistaken." Abigail's jaw dropped open, staring at Mark. "Is this true?" Mark simply nodded, "Abigail, I can explain." "However," Adam interrupted them both. "I am not done with my explanation. If you and Mark were to marry, there would be no way for us to assure our investors that any information of the two companies could be kept secret and confidential." Adam said, standing up. "Our stocks would f

Isabella's POV The morning after the gala, my face was on every news site and social media platform in the country. "The Lost Morrison Heiress Found." "Billionaire's Long-Lost Granddaughter Revealed." But my favorite headline was from a gossip blog: "Marcus Wei's Biggest Mistake: He Divorced a Morrison." I read that one three times before I started making calls. It was time to stop playing defense. Time to attack. I woke up in my bedroom at the Morrison estate to my phone vibrating nonstop.

James said, “Where Is he?“ Camilla basked, “ he died years ago, and my mom inherited all his wealth, his estate, and his farms, and everything that belongs to him, and I'm the one controlling everything” James explained, “You are such a lucky guy, I envy you” Camilla said, “Why are you not Married?“ she asked,

When I scrolled through my social media, pictures of her with her fiance and caliber of people I could only dream of taking pictures with would greet my sight. She seemed untouchable. "Why don't we find something to hold against her?" Stepdad threw the documents and the envelope across the table close by, relaxing against the sofa. "Something like what? There's no secret nor scandal to use against her. I do not want to lose this house or the wealth, dad." I shuddered whenever I remembered her threat of taking everything away from me. If only she was not that connected or her fiance wasn't that powerful in the country, courtesy of his company — Astra-Z Corporation, I would not be this bothere

Then, she told them about the promise to keep the marriage secret from the public. She didn’t tell them that she was starting to fall for her husband. She didn’t tell them that her husband was her best friend. And, she didn’t tell them about Anne Devano. No one was supposed to know about Anne until they knew who was behind their attack twenty years ago, and if she was safe to come out of hiding. But, for now, she was still at the hospital recovering.

Alexander returned to the palace like a lost soul. It felt as if his energy had been sucked as he sank into the couch weakly. What Victoria said echoed in his ears. "Get rid of Aurelia for me! When I sit on the throne and get married to Neil, I guarantee that your secret will remain a secret forever! Also, I can give the Irwins better treatment… Doesn't Zephyr have a son? He's Mr. Irwin's grandson. I will knight him, making him the most glorious kid in the entire Southeast Aciatic!"

Building my brand behind his back. While I was married to him, I secretly built my beauty brand. People started noticing. And by the second week of my divorce, Belle's Beauty was at every beauty counter, every influencer's feed, and murmured in boardrooms. My company, my empire. One evening, standing at the Grand Marlton Hotel for the Investor's Forum, I wore a beautiful red dress, hoping to convince potential investors my dream was worth millions. My hands trembled, but I knew this was my chance.

“You know what, Alexa? You’re the only woman who dares to reject me. Others would crawl into my bed without hesitation. Why fight so hard to protect your so-called dignity? Or do you think I don’t know who you are? A divorcee. A woman whose late husband cheated on her.” The words stung, but I didn’t let him see it. I held his gaze, unflinching. “So you’ve heard so much about me?” Elmo stepped back a little, nodding as if mocking me. “Of course. I saw you in the media. I know you’re the Secretary to the unknown CEO of ABC Companies. But what surprises me is that you’re trying to play tough.” His eyes roamed over me again, that lustful glare returning. My stomach twisted in disgust.