The Billion-dollar Divorce Novels & Stories

I let out a cold chuckle and looked at Jocelyn and Ethan. "Even if she doesn't divorce me, I'm going to divorce her eventually." Jocelyn frowned instead. "Jeffrey, what nonsense are you talking about?" I glanced at their hands, already clasped together, and said, "I want a divorce!" At that moment, the bullet comments appeared again. [Whoa! The supporting male lead is actually asking for a divorce!] [Divorce works too. The female lead will get 500 thousand, the debt will be split between them, and she and the male lead won't have to worry about money for the rest of their lives.]

“Sarah is his darling. How could he bring himself to beat her up brutally?” Ryan pursed his thin lips. Heidi said helplessly, “When Rodney discussed the divorce with Sarah, he even borrowed 50 million dollars from his dad, saying that Sarah agreed to get a divorce if she was given 80 million dollars. In truth, Rodney lied to his dad. He forked out 100 million dollars to divorce Sarah of his own accord and even compensated her with the villa and mansion in Canberra and the States. He wanted her to pay him back, but she refused to do it.”

I sniffed and wiped my cheeks, before Salsa whispered, “Do you know the marriage agreement says that if you accept divorce the Fanny’s will compensate you with ten million dollars?” I shook my head in confirmation, “Yes, I have read it several times, Salsa,” I replied and screwed up my face to ask, “What are you insinuating I do?” Salsa shot a quarrelsome gaze at me, “Are you still asking me such rhetorical question?” she snapped, “There is still an opportunity to accept the divorce. Have you ever counted ten million dollars in your life? You were born and raised in poverty. Instead of accepting the divorce and becoming richer, you are pledging your love for Brian, who may die in the coma…”

"30 billion?" Celeste hummed. For a moment, Matthias didn't know whether to be angry or amused. Then he said, "If Trevor can really keep his word, I think you can agree to it. After all, you're not dating anyone right now. Delaying the divorce a bit won't really harm you. But 30 billion dollars is no small sum." That was exactly what Celeste had thought the night before, which was why she agreed.

It wasn't until a car appeared on the distant highway that they became excited, all crowding toward the entrance for a better angle. They were staking me out, hoping to capture a firsthand shot, while I watched from my office upstairs in the hospital, peering through the blinds at the scene below. I couldn't imagine what headlines they would pair with the images, as my story was indeed full of drama. The young billionaire remained unknown until her divorce, when her ex-husband died at the hands of his lover. The lover was about to be imprisoned, and in the courtroom before imprisonment, she tearfully and desperately told the judge that she had contracted HIV, pleading for a more humane judgm

"I don't mean that." Kent's tone was firm. "I just think that the hidden danger that you are worried about exists, no matter if I am married to her or not, or if I am divorced or not. My divorce from her doesn't change anything. It would be better to hurry up and find someone to delete all those photos from the past." Pinel frowned. “You guys marrying is a mistake. You must divorce!”

“My daughter is going to be a mother.” Tears stung my eyes again. “Yes.” Victor gave a small approving nod. “That makes things even more complicated.” My father frowned. “What do you mean?” I told him everything. The divorce. The manipulation. The Carter family’s plan. The hidden tests. The inheritance. And the video. By the time I finished, my father’s expression had turned dangerously cold. “So my brother hasn’t changed,” he said quietly. “No,” I replied. “He’s worse.” Sam Speaks

“You are my heart and soul, Mia. I want us to start over properly. Let this marriage and everything attached to it go.” She blinks in surprise. “What?” “I just told legal not to fight the divorce. I told them I wanted the prenup destroyed. All of it. And I told them my mother gets no access to any of my personal legal business anymore.” She just stares at me. “We can build our own Common Ground.” “But all that money you put into it…” I shrug. “I’ve had some investments come good lately. You win some, you lose some. Let them have it.”

His eyes were wide with fury. “Sign…signing the…” "If you dare, then consider yourself disowned!” He concluded and Valentina paused instantly. "You seemed to forget that her divorce is the reason you are here.” I raised a brow at him and he squinted. "I don't know who you are but you have no business shoving your nose in my family's business.” This time it was his loud mouth of a wife who spoke. "I don't hit ladies.” I started and her eyes flared.

he laughed. Sofia and I both laughed. I suddenly felt a hand on my thigh and Sofia squeezed. I took that as my cue to shut up and let her handle this part. Miranda was a four time divorcee who had amassed over $100 million dollars just by being a fine piece of ass that knew how to get the right husband and a very favorable prenup.