روايات وقصص ضمن Retribution Of The Divorced Heiress

"You're really going to do it? Just walk into his office and drop that kind of money like it's nothing?" "Absolutely," I replied, my voice oozing with confidence. "He wants to play games, but he has no idea who he's dealing with now. Once I have that divorce, I'll be free to start the next phase of my plan—taking back my company that he stole from me." Her expression turned serious, a line creasing between her brows. "You know it won't be easy, Aubrey. Ryder's not going to just hand it over."

The whirring of the machine was so loud that Evelyn almost couldn't hear herself mumble. "What are you living for?" She sneered at the unconscious man. She had an ugly scowl on her face. Evelyn didn't want her husband to live, she would be better off with Brittany if he never woke up and she took over his properties and all his wealth. She wasn't sure of what his will would be and she didn't just want to wait to find out, she wanted to make sure everything favored her and her daughter.

I gritted my teeth, trying to hold back the tears that threatened to fall. "I never did anything to you, Emory. I took you in as my own sister and how did you repay me? You framed me and took my husband away from me. I lost my child because of you and you think you'd ever have a chance of redemption?" She scoffed, a cruel smile playing on her lips. "You think you're the only victim, Elle? You should have seen the hell you put me through when you married Sebastian. All my efforts, the tears, blood, and sweat I've put in for him, only for him to be blinded by your charms. How do you think that feels? Watching the man you've loved since childhood, the one you've spent countless nights crying yo

"So, here is the deal, Hale. I scrape you off the pavement. I fix your ribs. I put you in a suit. You marry me. You secure my position." "And in return?" Cyprian asked. He felt a stir in his chest. A heartbeat that hadn't been there a minute ago. "In return," Vespera whispered, the sound cutting through the rain, "I give you the one thing you want more than breath." She smiled. It was a savage, beautiful thing. "I give you revenge. We kill them all. Professionally speaking." Cyprian looked at her hand. He looked at the rain. He looked at the blood on his shirt.

Across town, in an office dimly lit except for the glow of monitors, Victor Hayes stood before a wall of monitors, a slow, cold smile curling his lips as his assistant handed him a folder. "Everything's ready, sir. The silent acquisitions have begun. In weeks, Noble Best won't belong to her anymore." Victor tapped the edge of the folder thoughtfully. “Perfect. Let them enjoy their little reunion. The higher they climb, the harder the fall.” He poured himself a glass of whisky and raised it slightly. “To love — the easiest thing to destroy.” Back in Isabella's apartment, the night was still, oblivious to the tempest that was silently brewing on the horizon.

It fluttered down like snowflakes in winter, turning into shreds of paper. Rebecca's heart shattered at the sight. Enraged, she shouted, "You've destroyed the dowry list! Fine, get out! You can't take anything from here, not even your clothes!" Carissa chuckled. "Do you think anyone can stop me if I decide to take something from the estate?" Rebecca seethed with anger. "You dare? If you take anything, I'll report you to the officials immediately. Barret divorced you! You can't take a single penny of the dowry!"

I asked as I bit hard on my lips, an attempt not to scream. "Because..." He averted my eyes, and I could finally breathe. But he brought them back. "Of course I want something in return. The deed to Ethan's family's ranch." With a tilted head, my eyes narrowed, as his proposal was too good to be true. A deed? "Why?" I mouthed as I felt his hot breath on my face. "Because I want it just as much as you want revenge on your ex-husband. It's going to be a simple partnership.

Jules! I managed to take another gulp before she snatched the bottle from my hand. "I get it, you're angry. I am too. I was literally going to confront the asshole when I got kidnapped too, so we're on the same page, but are we going to do it? All your inheritance has been passed down to him. The company is basically his now. The world believes he's the best husband and father out there." "Then I'm going to start from scratch. I'm going to build my way up and make sure I get my revenge. I'm not just going to sit around and wait for them to catch me again while nursing their betrayal."

She turned to go up the stairs. “Where do you think you are going to with our family heirloom you thief?” Sloane screamed. “The marriage has ended, you need to return the ring. I honestly don’t even know what Liam saw in you, you gold digger.” Dukia pulled the diamond ring from her finger. It had never fit right, loose and cold. She placed it on the dinner table, directly on top of the divorce papers, and walked up the stairs to what used to be her room. Her bag had already been packed for her. A single duffel bag that she had stepped into this family with. She picked up the bag and walked out the front door.

"Fine. Let's test that theory. If you care so much about me, if you see me as your daughter and not just an inconvenience, then give me what's mine." "What are you talking about?" "The company shares. The thirty percent that Grandma left to me. I want them." The room went silent. Charlotte's hand flew to her mouth. Chase looked like I'd asked him to cut off his own arm. "Absolutely not." His voice was deadly quiet. "Why not? They're mine. Grandma left them to me in her will." "The company has nothing to do with you!" "The company was Grandma's!" I raised my voice to match his. "She built it from nothing. Those shares are my inheritance. I'm not asking for a favor—I'm taking back what's alrea