O Divórcio Da Herdeira Bilionária Novels & Stories

The lawyer rumbled on until he got to the juicy bit of it. "My estate and assets will be divided as thus: 1. To my wife, Adelita who has refused to sign the divorce papers, I leave to her the agreed divorce settlement amount of three hundred million pounds in cash to be transferred to an account of her choosing and have set up a trust fund to continue her monthly allowances..." I almost fell off my chair while Adelita didn't even flinch at the amount. Who the fuck was this guy? He had that kind of money lying around to just be transferred at the drop of a hat.

“It stated clearly that in the event of a divorce, she would walk away without touching my power.” My lips parted, I remembered I signed the same document when I was about to marry Marcus, that’s why I can't request anything after our divorce. It was a law that protected billionaires from scheming women. I loved Marcus and I never cared about his money that’s why I signed it. I didn’t know Fiora signed the document too, so she got nothing at the end just like me. Fiora was better than me because she comes from an elite family unlike me that was an orphan.

And then, Elizabeth tilted her head, a slow, calculated move. “Well, if you won’t let me stay, then I’ll just have to tell Elon the truth,” she retorted, voice full of false innocence. “That his dear parents aren’t exactly a happy little family anymore. That Daddy isn’t coming home the way he used to.” She briefly paused, throwing me a mischievous look. “That you’re about to divorce.” My heart clenched. But I forced my face to remain still to not let Elizabeth see or even recognize the slight tremor in my fingers. “You wouldn’t.”

“I am Elena Blackwood.” “I am Elena Moran.” “I stopped using Blackwood.” “I never married Adrian.” “I did.” “I divorced him.” Adrian blinked. Current Elena whispered: “Don't take it personally.” “Trying.” One older Elena: “I married someone else after he died.” Adrian muttered: “I dislike this meeting.” Another: “I never had children.” Another: “I had nine.” Lucas looked horrified. Another: “I rejected Genesis entirely.” Another: “I built it.” Another: “I destroyed it.” Another:

"I'm not going to divorce her. I do love you. But I know what she's given up for me." "I can't marry you, but I will always protect you. For the rest of my life." "I'll do everything in my power to lift you up." I hid behind the wall, utterly destroyed. Ten years of love, shattered in an instant. I'd lost my mother. I had nothing left. And in the end, it had all been a lie. What a joke. $500,000 -- that was the price of my hands. One marriage -- that was what cost my mother her life.

After five years of marriage, Melody finally realized—she had never truly married anyone. The marriage certificate was forged. Her husband, Adam, was legally wed to her best friend, Lily. And Melody? She had been the most innocent pawn in a meticulously crafted deception. The betrayals didn’t stop there. Her supposed infertility was a lie, and the child she had poured her love into raising was, in fact, Adam and Lily’s biological son. Five years of devotion—through their eyes, she had served only three purposes: a free housekeeper, a cheap business partner, and a disposable pawn. She had believed in love. That, above all, was her greatest folly. Yet Melody didn’t break. She didn’

Silence falls on the room, “Malachi already knows something is up with my health. Now I don't know if he’s going to care much, but once he’s onto something he’s like a dog with a bone….. There’s a possibility there might be complications with the baby as it develops, so I need to disappear. I’ll go somewhere far away. Then have the baby, and come back after it’s been safely delivered. I don’t want anything that could heighten the chances of a complication happening, and I need our divorce to be finalized.” Bridget sighs and takes my hand in hers. “This is the end of Verentia right?” That’s the name we settled on for the fashion company, and I know what she’s asking me. Am I really ready to t

“Oh, isn't this Bertha who's been so hot on the internet lately? It's been a long time since I've seen you. I didn't expect your life to be entangled in so many scandals." Seeing Bertha enter the store, Kerenza laughed mockingly, pulling the man aside. After learning that Bertha is the wife of the young and handsome heir of Tibble's family, Kerenza is heartbroken and sad. It wasn't until a while ago, when Bertha was very hot on the internet, that she learned that Bertha was divorced, and she was very happy.

I was sure the last thing they wanted was someone with a marriage background like hers to join the club. Sophia had a reputation as the queen of divorce, as she had been married and divorced five times, although she was single now. No one knew the real reasons for the divorces, but whenever she filed for a divorce from her husband, Sophia would always be the victim of adultery, claiming her husband cheated on her. Surprisingly, none of those husbands would say anything against her claims, and they would share properties. Maybe she had something on them, I don't know. But her last divorce, which was her fifth, was quite messy as the husband claimed he did no such thing and even refused to div

He talks a lot but his good looks make you forget about that in a minute. He smiled back. "So, gentlemen, let's get to the order of the day," Nathan's lawyer took over from Francis. "Thank you, Francis. We have some terms here for the divorce. If I may, can I proceed?" "Yes," Francis and I chorused. "Good. Firstly, Mr. Lancaster wants to pay you a total of five hundred thousand dollars as a settlement for the divorce," "I don't want his money," I replied firmly. I don't have any interest in Nathan's money. I didn't ask for a divorce to get some part of his money, I needed the divorce for my freedom.