Retribution Of The Divorced Heiress 소설 & 이야기

She and her husband bought a small house and were ready to live out their retirement in their hometown, South Cedid. As for the man Louise had an affair with, he was married to a notorious daughter of a mafia family. Louise was then sold into a brothel, contracted a venereal disease, and died on a straw mat in a basement. As for me, I continued to build my career. Our company achieved a major breakthrough in cutting-edge technology and even won a national award. When I went up to the stage to accept the award, my husband, Levi, walked slowly toward me with a bouquet of flowers in his hands.

she whispered and he smiled, a smug and satisfied look. “You would really get them back for me?” Adrian asked her and she shrugged. “I love you, it is the least I can do. I will make sure they pay,” she muttered and he nodded, he didn’t doubt her for a second. She was almost as sinister as he, if he got the story right, rumors had circulated that she had climbed a friend to obtain the little stardom and position in society she had. Cassandra Monroe, soon to be Hales, was the queen of sabotage here and he didn’t doubt her if she said she would get them back.

The name was a legend in the Sterling household—the one who got away, the high-society sweetheart who had left him for a European title two years ago. “The house is quiet,” Rogue continued, his voice dropping to a low, intimate murmur I had never been worthy of. “No, she’s still here. She’s… she’s irrelevant, Liv. A ghost in the hallway. I’ve already contacted the lawyers. The moment you step off that plane, the process starts. I’m stripping the Sterling name off her so fast she won’t know she ever had it.” A soft, tinny laugh came from the phone. I could hear her response—a purr of satisfaction.

She had been there at the beginning, holding my hand when Merald handed me those divorce papers, encouraging me to fight when I wanted to give up, and all along, she had been working for the enemy. "It doesn't make sense," I said, shaking my head. "Why would she do this?" Elais shifted in his seat, his voice careful. "My uncle has leverage on her, something from her past that she doesn't want anyone to know. He's been using it to control her for years." "What kind of leverage?" "I don't know the details. But whatever it is, it's enough to make her betray everyone she loves." Merald put his hand on my shoulder, his voice soft. "This isn't your fault, Debbie."

I was prepared to fight when the battle lines were established today. Sophia Lancaster Reid, a woman who would not be shattered by betrayal, who would stand up for her own truth, and who would assert her right to love, rather than the protected heiress I had been or the broken barista I had attempted to become.

"Look at that. They're already talking about book deals. Movie rights. This story has everything. Betrayal, stolen dreams, a brilliant woman's fight for justice." I watched Allen's arrest photo flash across the screen. I felt nothing but a strange, yawning emptiness where satisfaction should have been. Margaret's voice softened slightly as she settled beside me on our familiar sofa. "Revenge is a dish best served cold, darling. How does it taste?"

“Let go of me, William Nash!” Liam paused in a secluded area at the backstage, anger bubbling in his chest. “Give back the necklace.” “Huh?” “You're in this together with Andrew Woods, aren't you?” Liam threw daggers at her. “Stop thinking too far…” Haley held the necklace protectively, returning his glare. “I bought it with my own money! What are you waiting for? Why haven't you signed the divorce yet?” Divorce, Divorce. Was she crazy? Taking in a deep breath, Liam bottled in his anger. “I'll let you go this time for trying to seek my attention in this silly way. Just give back the necklace-”

] “How dare you turn the tables, Cain? It was you who started this!” [Can you just grow up? You’re just doing this to get even with me. You want to hurt my pride because you didn’t succeed in making me fall in love with you. It was all just your pride, Brianna. Grow up and think about our family’s reputation. This is a big scandal. This will bring us down.] I balled my fists. “How dare you use my family!” [Fine! If you really want divorce, come to my house and let’s talk.]

She asked sharply. I pursed my lips. Ailina continued to say, “You used my mother’s things. In this life, you relied on my mother’s money to live comfortably. But you found a mistress outside. Did my mother question you about this? Your thought yourself lacked of dignity of a man. Now you have a dignity in front of Susan. What do you think dignity comes from?” I choked, unable to say a word for a long time. “If you want to return home, you have to divorce Susan. Or never think of going back.” She gave an ultimatum.