She Became A Billionaire After Divorce Novels & Stories

"Ooh, are you perhaps scared that she would fall for me and divorce you?" I close my eyes in frustration. "What do you know, Malik?" She already divorced me. "Whatever. I'll ask around, I'm sure others would know," "You should do just that," Alicia's number isn't the easiest thing you can find no matter how powerful or influential you are. It took me a year and a few months into marriage to have access to her phone number. The way she protected herself by building up a strong wall around herself made me conclude she was an Ice Queen without trying to know her.

I can remember when I first arrived here, I lived in a shabby house, but now things have changed and I have changed too, I was no longer the timid and naive Ava from years back, I'm now a domineering, ruthless, and powerful billionaire who controls millions of wealth across all countries I was happy I left New York, happy I took that bold step to become who I am today, happy I could give my lovely kids a good life plus the love of a mother and father as well, they never asked about their father and I take that as a clue that I'm doing well in feeling two gaps at a time after all there father don't even care if they exist I heard Nicklaus Michaelson is now confined to a wheelchair, what a wor

That fear was the main reason she had insisted on working. *Look where that got me,* she thought bitterly, remembering the loss of her child and the price of trusting the wrong people. *Now isn’t the time to dwell on that.* She stood up suddenly, startling Anita, and walked toward her room. Shopping with Chloe the day before had forced her to face something she had been avoiding: she had money. She was no longer the broke college student or the struggling single mother. She needed to start acting like it. “I am a billionaire,” she admitted quietly to herself. Between the house sales, the assets, and the divorce settlement, she was in a completely different position now.

When Giovana was married to Antony, her life was monotonous and insignificant. In the sense that nobody cared about her existence or the fact that she was his wife. But things changed after the divorce. Becoming the heiress of Nicolaus’s fortune made her an easy target. The world started to care about her, and everyone seemed to want her attention.

I urged, my voice low and tight. He nodded and continued, “I asked her to marry me that December. She said yes. A year later, I lost a major business deal. I was devastated. I went to a bar and drank too much. When I came home, I saw who I thought was Vivian sitting in the kitchen with a glass of wine. I kissed her. Took her upstairs. I didn’t give her time to say a word.” He stopped, looking sick. “When it was over, she fell asleep. I went downstairs to find Vivian sitting on the couch crying.” His voice cracked. “And then…”

The women looked at Fifi with envy, and the men drooled. Chad's toes curled when he saw Fifi, and he smiled awkwardly. "Fifi, you're here—" "Yeah, I'm here!" Fifi walked up to Chad, smiling broadly. She lifted Chad's chin with her delicate fingers, teasing him. "Let me see. You look different after your divorce. You look better now. When do we get married?" Immediately, the villa fell silent. The crowd's jaws dropped in disbelief. Fifi was estimated to be worth hundreds of millions of dollars as an A-list celebrity before she reached her 30s.

And when her wounds get better, she'll take the private jet to Ibiza to party with her fellow billionaire housewives. That was her life, and she loved it, telling me it was the best sort of life for a woman. She continued her 'one slap to a black card' lifestyle until her dear husband caught her cheating and asked for a divorce, leaving her penniless. "Jane?" Papa Ben calls again. I groan, holding my head. "I'm fine, thank you, Papa." He nods and scoops some food into my plate before pushing it to me. Cicero is seated opposite me, busy with his food, ignoring us.

Back then in college Arielle dumped Rylan for a rich guy named Oliver but now he's stinking rich just the type she wants , handsome, single and rich . She divorced her husband because their company was bankrupt and he was broke. She couldn't bear it anymore so she divorced him . " I'll make sure Rylan is mine " she mutters. R.E LIMITED NXT DAY Scarlett catwalks inside and pauses, everyone eyes was on her disdainfully, they were whispering loud enough for her to hear. 🗣️ How can snatch someone husband and still have audacity 🗣️ She doesn't have shame 🗣️ How pathetic if I were her , I would have found a hole to bury myself in

Unfortunately, she became out of touch with society and met her downfall. “She’s been divorced long ago. It has almost been a year. Now, Liberty has successfully lost weight and recovered her youth and beauty from before. She started a breakfast diner with the alimony from the divorce, and business is booming. With the money earned and her savings, she bought a new store and is preparing to start a restaurant.

Adrian laughed once. There was nothing funny about it. "You're telling me my ex-wife became a billionaire and nobody thought I should know?" "You haven't spoken in almost three years." "That's not the point." "No," Daniel said quietly. "It isn't." Adrian looked back at the television. A graphic appeared. FROM DIVORCED ENTREPRENEUR TO BILLIONAIRE INVESTOR Under it was a timeline. 2023: Reclaimed Laurent Capital. 2024: First technology fund.