Romans & histoires The Billionaires Ex Wife

Bryan looked in her direction again and she covered her face with the menu, when she was sure he wasn't looking, she pulled out her photo and took pictures of them but a lot of the woman clearly. Immediately, she sent it to Miles and waited for a response. Miles replied a minute later with her details and Alessa scoffed as she went through them. “Really? A millionaire? Not even a billionaire? Your ex-wife is a billionaire.” she said as she went through more details. “A single mother of two? Come on, Bryan, you have twins already.” she scoffed. “She isn't that pretty. She is blonde, when did he start liking blondes?” she scoffed with her brows furrowed.

"No, we'll leave together. I don't want the sleazy tabloids capturing shit about our marriage." At that, she chuckled humorlessly, unbothered by his anger. "You've done a good job painting the reality of what it is to the media already. I won't be made a clown a second time." Then she reached for her phone and ordered a cab in front of the nanny and the Stark family chauffeur who had come in a limo to pick them up. What the fuck was she trying to pull? What new scheme could she be cooking? Alessandro knew he couldn't make a scene there and swallowed his rage, watching as a small cab drove in and the new wife of the richest billionaire in America according to Forbes, entered with their baby.

A young lady holding the arm of a five year old says. “It’s fine,” Sarah replies, dusting herself. “Are you sure you are okay?” The lady take a step closer. “I am.” Sarah raises her head, and the lady gasps. “You are Mrs Lorenzo. The…the billionaire’s wife,” she says. “What?” Sarah asks, shocked. “No I’m not,” she says. And I wonder why she had to tell a lie. “Yes you are, I recognize you from his conference.” “Not me, sorry…” Sarah tries to work out on her, but she holds her back.

He can't take that risk again. He went to his desk to find the remote to his television. He needed to confirm the news himself. It took him a while to find the remote as the table was a mess. Soon the screen of his television flickered to life as he changed the channel to the news one. A woman in her late twenties stood confidently on the screen. “Is it true that the richest batcherlor in the world is back in a relationship?" The woman asked as a picture of Tristan Knight wearing a three piece Armani suit popped on the screen.

Mr Arnold, ignored and did not pause for a second, he continued to eat care free without looking at either his wife or daughter. " The William family has offered us a huge sum of 5 million dollars for our princess, of course it's because she is carrying their grandchild. It will help us alot especially in our business. The other benefits are the three contracts which Mr William said he needed to talk to u about and if you won't like them, he will then offer them to one of his friends. Are we not lucky to get such opportunities? Don't you think we should speed up ... "Enough! I have had enough of àll this woman. Money, it's just money, money is all you think about! What kind of a human being

she is just your daughter in law just daughter in law nor my wife so we have to go just choose a daughter in law for you bcoz I am not accepting her as my wife and it's clear mom" He saying not in so calm voice She thing for while and speak in mind "soon you love her son it's surprise for my son but I not telling you! You have to find out in your own and I know you love her alot. And she speak up while brushing her hair "okay as you think now go and get ready I don't want to be late" He speak up "okay then you want her to suffer than I don't have problems" and left from there angrily

"I'm so sorry, George. I got stuck at work. There was no way I could've left just like that. Some shareholders came in and I had a presentation to give. It would've caused a problem in the company if I left. I'm so sorry," "Ooh, I didn't know. I wouldn't have texted you if I knew you were busy," I frowned. "No, no. It's good that you texted me. What happened? Are the kids okay?" "Yeah. It's Cecilia, she went missing this morning," shit! "What? How did that happen?"

The tears, once symbols of despair, now reflected a cleansing process for emotional renewal. "Come here." Alexander whispered to his wife as he opened his arms for an embrace. As they continued to console each other, the room now appeared to be warm and calm. Alexander and Elizabeth emerged not weakened but stronger, their emotional bond now held in the authenticity that only shared discussions could bring. As the echoes of their quiet conversation lingered in the air, the couple, united in their journey, found comfort in the shared understanding that, even in the realm of billionaires world, the true riches lay in the unguarded moments of the heart.

he declared as if it was a fact. "I am not yours!” She yelled and pushed him away finally. With an exasperated sigh, she said, “ Get the fuck out of my room and my life right now. I don't want Steve or his family to see you or know anything about you. " She said almost out of breath. He looked at her amusingly but the questions inside him couldn’t stop churning. So, he gave in and asked, "Why are you even marrying that cartoon? I earn a billion times more money than his little stupid salary, and not to brag, but I definitely do look better than him and stronger too." He said. She folded her arms across her stomach and said:

She sighs and thinks, “Since when did I become a celebrity? These people seem to have nothing to do but gossip about other people.” The second top searched news was also about her and the Franks. The first news is written, “Alexia Rivas, a Divorcee is the Fiancée of the Richest and Youngest Billionaire in the country.” And the second one being, “Alexia Rivas, seen with the Billionaire Fiancé in front of Excellence Entertainment Center.” They arrive in front of the jewelry company and he is about to alight the car when she holds his hand and asks,