Novel & Cerita Secret Billionaire Divorcee

she continued later. “What is the point in maintaining a broken marriage? I just want to live a better life in this half-life,” answered Yuriel. She won’t care if she eaten the breakfast that Melly brought to her. Today is her last day at the hospital. Yesterday, Yuriel got a certificate of divorce signed on the divorce papers left by Yunifer. But she proposed a condition that made Yunifer’s husband convey an allowance of 80 million dollars. She did a background check on Yunifer’s husband and found out that he was the richest person in the Capital.

Getting this amount in cash was a fucking nightmare, so I really hope it's worth it, "They'll be fully yours, no questions asked and no one will ever know what happened in here." "Okay," she mumbles a few seconds later, "Do I have to agree to know what your secret is?" "Yep," I reply. She closes her eyes, but after thinking about it, she nods, "You're smart. And now you're half a million dollars richer." "I guess I am.... so what's your secret?" she asks with bright, interested eyes. I think she wants to know the secret more than she wants the money. "You know I'm dating Theodore Heiden?" I start, she nods, "Well, my secret is that I'm also dating his good friend Liam Fierro, you know who he

“Young? Isn’t he already thirty-something?” “Come on. We thought he was gonna be an ugly, old man! Wait, I wanna get a better look at his face. Let’s G****e him.” Right after she finished her words, she took out her phone to execute her plan. “He’s thirty-five! And…assets appraisal…6 billion dollars! And wait… Wikipedia says he got divorced five years ago!” “He’s divorced?” Scarlett paused as she was taking her clothes off and getting ready to hop into the shower.

"No need; I paid you a lot to smooth our divorce. Not to take care of unimportant things." "But your case is infrequent. If billionaires want to divorce their wives, they will desperately defend their assets or cunningly hide some assets so they won't be shared with their wives. But you are very strange; you want a divorce, but all your assets will be given to your wife and son." "Just carry out your duties; don't talk too much. The matter of dividing the assets is an absolute secret. You don't need to know." said Edgar coldly. "Yes, sir. Sorry for my impudence."

After a long time, Selena paused and tucked her hair behind her ears to calm herself down. “What do you mean? Are you joking? Or are you thinking of a way to humiliate me again?” Her eyes were wary and cold. She was distancing herself from him. Eric pursed his lips and sighed lightly. His eyes were dark as he glanced out to the night sky. His voice became soft as he said, “I’m not joking. As you said, I’ve been divorced twice, and I have a kid. People like me aren’t sought after in the marriage market. I don’t want to look for a woman who schemes to get my family’s fortune. Among the so-called elite women in the circle, all of them have ulterior motives. Chance may die from an accident one d

I turn my gaze back to Bridget, “It’s alright. All’s well that ends well, and it ended well. At least now we know who has the fabric. We just have to source the money to get it back from him.” The weight of the secrets I'm holding seems to pinch me but I ignore them. Bridget must suspect something has happened between me and Malachi. I’d have never left my job as Malachi’s secretary to attend to this, but I'm not going to break the exact details to her right now. I want the divorce to be finalized first. I want to tell Bridget I'm free from Malachi only when I have that signed and sealed document in my hands. There’s also the issue of my new identity as Antonia Elcot, Daughter of Damien Elco

Fredrick whispered the names of these apparently distinguished people and I forget it the second I move from them to the next person. “When does this end?” I whisper to Fredrick, “What do you mean? It only just started, to your left, Miss Bayek, her divorce brought in the most revenue for divorce cases two years ago, smile.” I gasp, “The one with the obvious fake boobs? Why do I have to smile at her? We already handled her case.” I whisper back, “That was her third divorce, and she just got engaged again, to another billionaire, the owner of the Jace Motors, Jacob Holden.”

"Sebastian, no. No, please—" "I want a divorce, Vanessa!" His words shattered me into a million pieces. "In a few days, my company is signing a deal that's worth 2.3 billion dollars," he continued, his voice cold and businesslike, as though he were in a board meeting instead of destroying his wife. "I'll be on every major news channel, every business magazine, and every social media platform in the world. I'm going to be one of the richest men in the world, Vanessa." He paused, his eyes boring into mine. "And I can't have you anywhere near me."

“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.

"Then I leave it in your hands. Secure the best outcome for me. And I intend to recover every coin I've spent on Hannah's brother over the years. Not a penny less. Understood?" "Understood, Mr. Hale. Rest assured." The divorce agreement was clear. Hannah would receive nothing from the Hale family, and she would repay every expense paid on Peter's behalf. There were no other conditions. Only a few hours earlier, Edmund and Eleanor had found her and given her a black card holding one hundred million crowns. But that card belonged to Edmund. So, strictly speaking, Hannah owned nothing at all. She signed her name without hesitation. The moment the ink dried, there was another sound at the door.