Romans & histoires The Billionaires Ex Wife

She wasn’t going to leave this room until I had answers. I studied her closely. For two years, I’d given her a black card—a limitless resource she never used. Not once had there been a charge, a withdrawal, nothing. She was a stay-at-home wife, with no visible income of her own. And now, she shows up with $10 million in cash?

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Ethan said flatly. His voice was full of disgust. “Obsession often is,” Cole said. “Vanessa and Dylan were paid. Large amounts of money were funneled through that shell company. They didn’t share Sienna’s obsession, but they were happy to profit from it.” “Who funded the shell company?” I asked. “Theo never found the original source.” Cole’s expression changed slightly. “He did, actually. Yesterday.” Everyone straightened. “It traces back to a private account,” Cole said carefully. “Belonging to someone named Gerald Whitmore.”

"How rich is Danny exactly? Like, how many billions?" "Don't." "I'm just asking. For science." "Drop it." "Fine. Fine." She held up her hands. "But you have two billionaires fighting for you. Two. One of them is your ex-husband who you're still in love with. The other is a man who bought you a mansion and made you breakfast. Do you understand how insane that is?" "It's not insane. It's complicated." "It's insane. But I love it." She grinned. "You're living the dream, Olivia. The messy, complicated, two-billionaire dream."

I then reached for it anyway. The headline filled the screen. Billionaire CEO Humiliated: Divorce Drama and Scandalous Affairs Unfold. A muscle tightened in my jaw, and slowly, I lowered the phone onto the desk. My hands were steady enough to pass for calm, but tension had settled beneath my skin so deeply that even breathing felt like work. Every article told a different version of the same story; some painted me as a fool, while others turned my marriage into entertainment. A few attempted sympathy, which somehow felt worse.

Luciano lifted me onto board table — crop top, belly, wedding skirt — and kissed me like no board meeting ever saw. Vanessa ran out, calling lawyer. Mrs. Potts burst in: "Ma'am! Sir! T****k! Your board speech! Someone leaked! 5 MILLION views! And—" She showed phone. *BREAKING: Billionaire's chubby wife takes over hospital board while pregnant in crop top wedding dress — investors love her! Stock up 8%!* Luciano laughed against my belly. "My queen. You just made me $80 million in 10 minutes. Still think you are just nanny?"

--- Elizabeth actually burst out in laughter and Alicia, for a minute there, almost lost her self confidence but she pulled on her act effortlessly. "The mistress?" Elizabeth walked towards her until she was right in front of her. "You are my husband second woman? You didn't think of anyone else to lie about but my family? Who paid you to do this?" Alicia frowned. "I wasn't paid to do this, it's the truth." "I can throw you in jail for trying to blackmail my husband if you do not leave my home this instant!" "Blackmail? You don't know me Elizabeth. I wouldn't just come in here to lie to you for some cash. Why don't you ask your husband instead? Twenty-three years back he was involved with me

"You are really out of your mind, Andrea. Why don't you turn yourself invisible? Then you can keep that a secret too." "Lena, how do you expect me to tell a man who is on his sick bed dying that his old lover Christina had wanted to deceive him for his riches and I'm not his biological daughter?" This time Andrea rolled her eyes at Elena. Elena thought for a while and nodded her head in understanding. "You are right anyway, you don't want to let the world know you are Sean Wilson's wife, one of the youngest billionaires in America and the heir to the Wilson's that is worth a fortune, plus you are the daughter of a billionaire, and your elder brother is the owner of JJ Entertainment, the bigg

“Kian Lawley— I was shocked which wasn't expected, I had heard a lot about him but never have I thought he would be someone who tortures his wife and makes out with her best friend. "I really want to get a divorce from him. I don't want to go back there or he will kill me." She began to cry and I brought her to my embrace.

Mark looked at Sherin in disbelief. "Are you pregnant?" Mark asked. "By whom?" Sherin didn't want to answer at first, but Mark's sharp look made her awkward. Sherin gulped down saliva, her throat choking at the mention of Xavier's name. "Who?!" Mark asked more loudly. "Xavier!" Sherin spontaneously replied. "The CEO of the Andarsa Group company. The child in my womb is his." Mark breathed heavily as his shoulders slumped limply. He looked at Sherin for a split second with mixed emotions in his eyes.