Romans & histoires Secret Billionaire Divorcee

Victoria, a woman of humble origins, and Alexander, a billionaire with a carefully curated public image, had defied societal expectations to forge a union that transcended earthly boundaries. The celestial guide allowed the harmonious energies to unveil the depth of emotions that had surged through Victoria and Alexander during that crucial moment. The revelation of their secret marriage had sent ripples through the cosmic currents, setting in motion a series of events that would test the strength of their love and the resilience of their intertwined destiny.

He said as he advised her. "So what brought you here, I didn't order for anything." Rita calmly said. "Uhmm… Yeah, I was ordered to drop this divorce file in this apartment and I'm sure that this is the apartment." He answered her. Rita stared at the divorce agreement in her hands, her heart sinking with a mix of emotions. She couldn't believe that Jaden, the man she had loved so deeply, was ending their relationship with such finality. The weight of the billion-dollar fortune he had given her only added to her pain.

“I hope she realizes what mess she’s getting herself into.” “I’ve heard guys like these just steal their money and run off.” I am feeling so weird and disgusted by the comments, while Ethan is just not bothered about the harsh comments. He still thinks that I don’t know that he’s the son of a billionaire. I am wondering when does he even plan to disclose this secret of his to me. Finally, we make our way to the private box where Ethan’s ex, Lydia, is holding court. The air is thick with anticipation, and we can both hear snippets of conversation as we approach. Lydia’s friends are praising her, their voices tinged with envy and admiration.

I drew back, "Isn't this what you've always wanted me to give you?" He shook his head, "I don't need this million and I know you know it. It was obviously just an obstacle to stop you from divorcing me, I didn't know you would get the money so soon. Now that we are divorced, I naturally can't take it anymore. I'm a billionaire, asking you for a break-up f*e is even embarrassing."

The way she was dressed and the way she moved in front of me made her very irresistible and tempting. She held my hand and led me into the space inside the heart-shaped roses. They were fresh and healthy. We just stood in there silently for a while as she looked around, smiling. "So, when will you tell me?" I finally asked. "My biggest secret?" "Yes," I replied, turning to look at her alluring face. We both faced each other with a considerable distance between us. "Hm. Okay. My secret is, I'm in an arranged marriage with a billionaire, and we have ten months left until we get divorced."

he asked quietly. “It ends the marriage.” He stepped closer. Rain dripped from his hair onto his collar. “I don’t want this.” “Then you should’ve thought about that before you climbed into bed with her.” The words landed. He flinched. The cameras caught every second. I could already see tomorrow’s headlines. BILLIONAIRE HEIRESS DIVORCES REAL ESTATE MOGUL IN TEARS, CHEATING SCANDAL? I didn’t care. “I have to go,” I said.

I turned up the volume and leaned back in my chair. "Welcome back," the anchor said, shaking her head slowly. "We are following the story that has everyone talking today. Celestine Valancourt, the secret heiress who just married the world's richest man, Lysander Ashcroft, is at the center of a growing scandal. Reports have surfaced that she terminated a pregnancy just weeks after leaving her first husband, billionaire Kier Thornwell. Our panel is here to discuss. Let's start with you, Margaret. What do you make of this?"

Gray. "Divorce," he said. "She wants a divorce. But Charles will not give her one without a fight. If she has proof of infidelity, she can take half of everything." "She wants money." "She wants freedom. The money is just a tool." I thought about it. My mother had run from Charles. Liam's mother had stayed. Two women. Same man. Different choices. "Where does she live?" "Connecticut. A mansion on the water. She never leaves."

Same determined stride, same way of tucking her hair behind her ear when nervous. "Sir?" Henry Jacobs entered the study after a discreet knock. "Everything is proceeding as planned. Ms. Cardwell appears to be settling in." David nodded, turning from the window. "I noticed she's not wearing a wedding ring, though she's still legally married according to our information." "Indeed, sir. The divorce papers were just served today, from what our sources indicate." David's eyes narrowed slightly. "I want to know everything about this Ethan McQueen. Everything. His business dealings, his personal life, why my granddaughter is divorcing him."

“Five years, just gone like that?” “No children, no legacy. It makes sense.” My chest caved inward. My hands shook so violently I nearly dropped the glass. Divorce? We weren’t divorced. I had never signed papers. He had never spoken of it. Jason’s smirk deepened, feeding on my devastation. “And tonight,” he continued smoothly, “I step into the next chapter of my life with the woman who embodies everything this company stands for.” He turned, dropped to one knee, and the ballroom gasped as though choreographed.