Novel & Cerita Retribution Of The Divorced Heiress

Then she stepped forward. Each step echoed like a verdict. My ex-wife. The woman I doubted, the woman I betrayed, the woman I underestimated. The heiress. And suddenly, every mistake I had ever made came crashing down on me at once.

Thiago kept silent. The clerk lowered his head and processed the divorce. Kira looked at her watch and said, “Please hurry up; I’ve got things to do.” “I see in the materials that you don’t have children. Are there any assets to be divided?” the clerk asked. Kira said, “No.” Thiago was silent. He originally wanted to give her some financial compensation, but she refused. Now she was the heiress of the Hamilton Group. The money he could give seemed more like an insult to her.

“Before we got married, I already loved someone else. I will never develop any feelings for you no matter what you do. Sign that divorce paper and I will compensate you accordingly!” Gertrude didn’t know if she would laugh or cry. Compensate her? Seriously? They both knew that she was heiress of the Jimenez Group of companies. It was not only the largest company but it was also on the verge of becoming a global business empire. So what could he give her as compensation?

“What? Are you afraid of being seen? Are you afraid that after Kester know that he might dump you, right? Just cut it off, Anya Walter! I am sick of your dirty schemes.” I was furious. “Then tell me Mr. Cater, what my schemes could possibly be?” I sneered coldly. “Didn’t we agreed while getting divorced that you will leave the X city forever and never come back! Why did you break the deal? To make me sick on purpose?” Evan said, raising my brows, with the murderous look on his face. “I came back for my grandfather’s inheritance, it has nothing to with you. I said, behave yourself and show me some respect! Let go of me!”

He’s the father I never had growing up, and for that, I’m eternally grateful. And Evelyn—she still plays a significant role here. Though she’s aged gracefully, her presence is a constant reminder of how the past can shape the future in unexpected ways. She’s a beloved figure at the retreat, her wisdom a guiding light for those who walk through the gates. She still tends to the garden, still teaches the women who come here, and she still shares stories of her time with my grandfather. Sometimes, I catch her staring into the distance, lost in a memory, but I know she’s at peace now. Her secrets have been shared, her truth honored. The estate is ours, but it’s more than that. It belongs to the

“Agnes… “she pushed his hand away but he moves his hand to her nape. He was fascinated by how her skin felt in his hand, how soft, how smooth, and how easy to hurt. He remembered that morning when he made love to her. Despite his resolve not to do it again, his resistance was getting weaker. He still wanted her…badly. He leaned over her while she leaned back. Chris pressed her body towards her. Just one kiss…then I will let her go. His treacherous mind whispered. “Darling, a divorce is tantamount to failure. If I will let you go what would happen to the retribution, I concocted for these past years?” he smiled cruelly looking at those blue-green eyes who stared at him painfully. “I wanted yo

“Mabel forged documents years ago. She had stolen millions. If Jordan is recognized as the rightful heir… everything collapses. Her entire empire. Her life.” Marcus cursed viciously under his breath. Damien’s fists clenched so tightly I heard his knuckles crack. “So this was never just revenge,” Damien said, his voice dangerously low. Victor nodded slowly. “It started as revenge. But now… it’s survival.” A long, suffocating silence followed. Then Victor reached painfully into the inside pocket of his torn jacket. Every guard in the room instantly raised their weapons, the metallic clicks echoing sharply.

The misdeeds he committed against Isabella were his own karmic retribution. The retribution that heaven bestowed upon him was that those who wronged their wives would not prosper in their wealth. "Mom, you don't have to feel sorry for me. This is probably the retribution I owe Isabella." Mrs. Hill exclaimed excitedly, "This is just an excuse. There are so many people who have cheated in their marriages in this world, and they haven't suffered much in return. It's you, on the other hand, who plotted against Isabella for the sake of your lover, but you also gave her so many beautiful memories. God should not have punished you."