Secret Billionaire Divorcee Novels & Stories

"It's been a while right, and a lot of things had happened. I miss you every day and can't believe you are gone. Every day I woke up to the reminder that you are no longer with us, I feel pain, and I know the only way I can resolve this pain is to find whoever did this to you. I won't rest until I do." He pulled some weed beside the grave, "Your son finally got married to the Devano's daughter. The wedding was simple like you guys had always said. He grew up as handsome as you, and also as curious as you. He is starting to question a lot of things, and I feel like soon, I will have to tell him why everything revolving around him has to be a secret." The tears were now streaming from hi

Francisco wanted to kill someone in anger. "What do we do now? Let's go before the property management department finds out," Isabela suggested. On the other hand, Martin and others are afraid to speak out because they are afraid of what might happen. This place is so scary that even his son Marvin, a self-proclaimed millionaire didn't dare to look like a fool when he first came there. The Evergrande villa is a place that only billionaires own. A millionaire will not last long in this place. Although Marvin's one million annual salary seemed like a lot of money to the average person, Martin knew very well that it was no more than a penny in the eyes of the Villar family.

“Did you see anything in the room at least, that could help you Identify him? I hesitated, the watch flashing in my mind. “I know he's rich, like filthy rich. He had a Patek Philippe Grandmaster chime on the nightstand.” Laura blinked, “I've heard that name before,” she said, narrowing her eyes. “Isn't that Scott's dream watch?” She asked. I nodded, my chest tightening. “ It is.” “Oh Linda, I'm so sorry for bringing him up.” She apologized. “It's fine,” I said softly.

she stated, but somehow before I opened the message, I knew it had to be that bad, and the moment I did, my heart stopped beating for a while. "Tycoon billionaire Liam Brooke announces divorce from wife Hazel Wills and reveals his new fiancée, Alessandra Grey.”

Before the seeds of love flourished in her heart, Elissa wanted to eliminate Edgar immediately. It was different with Edgar. The man had also closed his eyes. Despite winning once, Edgar didn't want to leave this opportunity to Elissa. He was an intelligent man. From all of Elissa's movements, Edgar knew that Elissa tried to make him hate himself so much that he was willing to file for divorce. No wife wants to expose a woman from her husband's past unless they want to be divorced. Therefore, Edgar realized that Elissa wanted them to sepaLissae. Elissa couldn't file for divorce because her father would be furious and wouldn't bequeath the property to his daughter. The only way for Elissa was

Sealed divorce documents on page three. “Divorce Rosalind?!” my mother shrieked, “You cannot divorce James.” I wanted a hole to open up in the floor and swallow me whole. “Do you know how much money it’s going to cost your father to have these deemed as false rumors?” she shook her head, scoffing and tossing the stack of tabloids on the table in front of her, but the one hiding behind the top cover caught my eye. Billionaire James Wood purchases multimillion dollar penthouse for mistress amid ongoing divorce.

ANTONIO DANTE BRINGS IN A NEW MISTRESS AND DIVORCES HIS WIFE, STELLA ROMILLY. I read. I looked down to read further. Antonio Dante, the richest billionaire in the world divorces Stella Romilly, CEO of Romilly's Enterprise, and brings in a new mistress. Her identity has not been confirmed yet and Antonio is being called to a press conference. I couldn't read further. My breath had ceased in her throat and my gaze was hazy. I felt sick. I threw the paper in the bin and sat down, breathing heavily. I hadn't realized one hour had passed till my assistant called to inform me. I rushed to the meeting to sit down before the board did.

"It's not about what you did. It's about what you didn't do. Our marriage is a charade, Amanda. We're both living a lie. Amelia’s back, and she doesn’t want to see you! It’s time for our marriage to terminate. So you have to go!" Amanda’s pale lips quivered like if she had fallen into the frigid water. She asked in disbelief, "You’re divorcing me because she’s back? Is our marriage nothing but a joke to you?" "You were not the one I wanted to marry in the first place, and you drove Amelia away two years ago with your filthy tricks. Promising me that you’ll bore me a son to carry on my family name. Amanda, it’s been two years now and you haven’t given me a female child to talk less of a male

Whichever one the media decided on was none of my business. We continued talking, “so, what have you been up to? Are you still on the divorce?” He asked, I smiled politely. “Tell me you're still on it. Tell me I still stand a chance.” I dropped the glass on the table. “It's a lot more complicated than you think, actually “ “How so?” “You don't just get married to a billionaire and divorce him overnight unless he wants it.” I said, “He left New York for another woman. I think it's safe to say he wants it very much. Or wait, is he into both of you?”

Marrying a billionaire required corporate compliance and board-level approvals, or so Cary’s mother had told me. She needed time to make sure my exit wouldn’t rattle the family business—and that took thirty days. Anyway, I’d already got two signed copies of the agreement. For the last thirty days, pretending to be a compliant wife wasn’t that hard. After I left Cary, I’d need to find a new job. No rush—the settlement would keep me comfortable. What I worried about most was how to tell my parents I was divorced. They were conservative. When I told them I’d married suddenly three years ago, they disapproved—convinced I had sold myself to a billionaire to pay for my mother’s illness.