The Divorced Billionaire Heiress Ending Mga Nobela at Kwento

Just this money alone was enough for her to buy a dozen private islands. Nicole took a cursory glance at the funds, stocks, real estate, and bank balances. She felt a little dazzled. A thought suddenly flashed in her mind. If they got divorced, she would get a good share of the money. She was the one who would get the better end of the deal! Nicole slowly looked up at him and felt a little nervous. “Why are you showing me this?” Clayton smiled and said, “Babe, I’m very rich and won’t go bankrupt for a while. So, don’t worry about my fortune and just swipe my card!”

The old man took his private jet back home immediately, he was still on the flight when he received the news that Navie divorced Reid and ran away. “Well done,” Bianca whispered into the phone, praising the hit-and-run driver. “It was perfectly executed”, she laughed. “You took care of Navie excellently. And the child that went with her? Icing on the cake. I will send you the balance and even add a bonus.” The call ended. "Oh what a relief”, Her relief was short-lived. Behind her, George's cold eyes pierced through her. “You...You...You evil witch! You just wait and watch what I will do to you”, he said pointing his walking stick at her, shaking in anger.

A hesitation, then the man said, "Bronson, you're not going to like this. She's in Eldoria. Visiting her grandfather." "I knew that already," I snapped. "Tell me something I don't know." The man sighed. "There is breaking news this morning. It's all over Eldoria. Edmund Hale held a private ceremony. Your ex-wife… she is no longer Zephyrine Wilder." My fist tightened on the phone. "What do you mean?" "She's been legally registered as Zephyrine Hale. She's been made his heir." I couldn't catch my breath for a moment. Zephyrine Hale.

“ Stop lying to yourself. I bet that is why you are going through with the divorce. After, what can I possibly give you or add to your life?” “ Is this coming from Micheal Don Salvatore El’s granddaughter? You mean the chosen heir to a billion dollar company is nothing in your eyes? Nicki…” “ Newsflash, the billionaire isn't taking my calls anymore. Maybe he will reach out when we are finally divorced.” She explained, grabbed her phone and bolted before I could say another word. Unable to stay in my office, I drove straight to the headquarters and met a dazed Melissa in the elevator. I stepped in and waved briefly at her. She gave me a light bow without tearing her gaze off me.

Thiago kept silent. The clerk lowered his head and processed the divorce. Kira looked at her watch and said, “Please hurry up; I’ve got things to do.” “I see in the materials that you don’t have children. Are there any assets to be divided?” the clerk asked. Kira said, “No.” Thiago was silent. He originally wanted to give her some financial compensation, but she refused. Now she was the heiress of the Hamilton Group. The money he could give seemed more like an insult to her.

She turned to go up the stairs. “Where do you think you are going to with our family heirloom you thief?” Sloane screamed. “The marriage has ended, you need to return the ring. I honestly don’t even know what Liam saw in you, you gold digger.” Dukia pulled the diamond ring from her finger. It had never fit right, loose and cold. She placed it on the dinner table, directly on top of the divorce papers, and walked up the stairs to what used to be her room. Her bag had already been packed for her. A single duffel bag that she had stepped into this family with. She picked up the bag and walked out the front door.

The woman who had been loved and paid off and relocated and quietly funded for sixty years and had become, at the end of all of it, the reason her granddaughter had walked back into the Blackwood building with a majority stake and a child with his grandfather’s eyes. Ethan, I thought, was going to read this article when he was older. I was going to make sure of it. I read the final paragraph three times. “What Ava Bennett returned to was not an empire in need of saving. It was a family in

I barely even breathed as he took my hand—my fingers instantly stiffening at his touch—and pressed a small folded note into my palm. My stomach churned. Something was wrong. I hesitated, my fingers trembling as I slowly unfolded the paper. And the moment my eyes landed on the words scrawled across it, my breath hitched. **"Say yes, Olivia. Or everyone in this room will find out exactly who you are. Olivia Richards. The secret daughter of a billionaire."** The words blurred as panic set in. My blood turned to ice. I felt like the walls were closing in on me, like I couldn’t breathe.

“Little did I know that Desmond was in for my money and never loved me.” “ After we got married, my father reluctantly gave me a few shares. Not long after, my mother died in a car crash and the shock pushed my father into a coma. He never woke up.” “Suddenly the mansion felt empty, accounts frozen, the calls stopped and everything that was once mine was gone.” “I did everything in secret to elevate Desmond through my design skills but instead of a reward, I got a divorce, betrayal, and nearly died. My third wedding anniversary was the night everything went wrong in my life because I found out the truth and wanted to fight back.”

she said, taking a few seconds break. Her eyes turned teary, and she fixed them on her hands, squeezing them. "Before I leave, I want to tell you the story of a lady," "For the past fifteen years, there has been a young billionaire heiress. This billionaire heiress lived her life in secret. Do you know why?" She narrated and raised a question to make it interesting and carry them along. The workers nodded with interest. "She lived like she didn’t exist because she believes wealth is dirty and she doesn’t want to get involved in it. Recently, she found out a secret about wealthy people who ganged up and killed innocent people,"