The Billionaire Divorce Heiress Mga Nobela at Kwento

She had nothing, no money, no home, no support aside from me so, how come? I felt a strange ache settle in my chest like my heart was caught between disbelief and regret. What happened to her after our divorce? Where has she gone? And how did she become the heiress of the King's Empire? I watched her carefully. Her dress, long and black, clung perfectly to her curves. Her makeup was soft but flawless and her hair flowed in elegant waves. She has a beauty that has always been there but now, it's mixed with power and pride and something else...

“She’s a stranger you forced me to share a bed with. And for what? To give you a grandson you could parade around as the next successor? You used both of us, Grandma. And I’m done with it.” Grandma’s cane thudded once on the floor. “Even if you divorce her, Everett, where do you expect her to go? She’ll be ruined socially. You think a divorced wife of a billionaire will be welcomed anywhere? She’ll be eaten alive.” “That’s not my problem!” Everett laughed and I heard the shuffle of feet as he stood up. “It is your problem,” Grandma countered. Then, after a pause, she added. “Then I’ll arrange it. She’ll go abroad to start a new life, away from all this. That way you’ll never have to see her

His assets were frozen, his name disgraced, and his empire crumbled. As I sat back in my chair, looking out the window at the city below, I couldn’t help but smile. This is just the beginning. You can't escape the wrath of a billionaire heiress.

"Hailey?" "Exactly." She made herself comfortable on one of the chairs facing me. That was when I saw how angry she was. I read the headline again to be sure I was not hallucinating. "Strange Lady Marries Into The Johnson Family and Carries The Heir of The Billionaire CEO and Multiple Time Award winning Business Man of the Year, Jared Johnson." I raised my eyes to her face. "Keep reading." She urged. I scrolled down to see more headline news about her. "Billionaire CEO Jared Johnson Finally Ties The Nuptial Knot With The Lady Who Accused Him Of Sexually Harassing And Impregnating Her."

“Since you asked, I should give you a reply. I am engaging in such a thing because I have a huge deal to sign. I would lose it if I did not prove to them that I have a lover, or wife, to show that the rumor about me being gay is false. And yes, my money can get any woman and it has gotten you.” Nita giggled. “I never expected that you would be scared of losing something. Hold on, do I need to remind you that Willow Bryan is a billionaire?”

He might be a billionaire, but he was also the man that had struggled, he was also the man that had known pain. And Abigail knew that those two things together, could be an amazing force for good. After all, look at her, look at Lyall. They had suffered, and so, they were willing to endure great personal hardships to stop that same suffering in others. Abigail knew that was Mark's heart, too. Abigail knew he was better than her, than Lyall, than all of them put together. And besides, it would be a little hypocritical of her to refuse him now on the basis of his wealth, when she had just unearthed laws making herself one of the youngest female CEO billionaires in history.

She glanced at her mobile which had been blinking for sometime now. Zia immediately opened her social media account and couldn't help but get amazed. The title being that of the billionaire heiress who had taken back everything to her family empire, others talked about the actress turned billionaire. Several topics were already trending online, with several harsh comments about Asriel, the once powerful billionaire in the country. The only daughter to The Gedor family, had successfully ousted the long time billionaire, who turned out to be an adopted child. His image was trending, with his hands gripping hard on Elvira's neck.

Joshua frowned at Emily. Emily didn’t let herself be bothered by Joshua’s frowned. Joshua walked up to Emily and said, “How could you?” “Humph,” scoffed Emily. “Just because your rich and famous doesn’t mean that you could just trample on others.” "Dear husband, I'm the billionaire, I'm the fortune heiress you divorce. You can't touch me." Emily looked at him with firmness. “You got eliminated, fair and square," said Megan. Emily raised her right eyebrows at her.

And William O'Hore had treated her like a seasonal accessory, discarding her and moving on to the next headline-grabbing heiress before the ink on their breakup columns was even dry. The broadcast transitioned to a collage of William's past conquests: a prominent cosmetics billionaire's daughter at a Met Gala afterparty, an Oscar-winning actress draped over his arm at a film festival, a rotating carousel of high-society models. "With a net worth climbing into the billions and a notorious refusal to ever truly settle down, it seems William O’Hore remains the ultimate prize, and the ultimate playboy." Elena set her mug down on the table with a sharp, hollow clack.

"Stranger? I am your husband! You lived in my house for three years!" The crowd gasped. The rich people started whispering louder. The new Heiress was married to him? Kiara took a sip of her champagne. She didn't look nervous at all. "You are wrong, Mr. Singhania. You made me sign the divorce papers yesterday. You threw me out of your house for your ex-girlfriend. Remember?" Aryan opened his mouth, but no words came out. Everyone was staring at him now. They were judging him. He threw away the richest woman in the country for another girl? What an idiot.