Novel & Cerita The Divorced Billionaire Heiress Ending

Then the divorce papers started coming, one after another, and I kept on tearing them, hoping to fix things, to make him love me, to make him understand that I was the real victim. But in five years, nothing was fixed. Worse, it became more broken, and recently, his first love, Camille, and her daughter, Chloe returned to the country, and he couldn't wait to divorce me, and join the family of two. All the love, attention we ever begged for, was freely given to Camille and her daughter, freely. How benevolent! At some point, I ended up falling asleep in the hallway, and it was not until four when I woke up, tired, numb, and I forced my way to Lila’s room..She was still asleep, peacefully, una

Isn't this the place where the famous billionaire lived? I stepped back. Oh no, Dorothy. What are you thinking? Are you planning on applying as a maid here? But there's nothing I can do. I need money for my mom. "Goodness, it's getting out of hand." I heard a man spoke behind me so I turned to face him. My eyes widened when I saw him! The famous billionaire! Danmar Bertrand! Am I really seeing him now? He isn't inside a tv screen, a billboard, a painting and anything else? Is he really in front of me?

Spending a lot of time together behind closed doors in his personal room , the thought of it made her chest ache . She rubbed her chest lightly and poured herself a glass of scotch deciding to deal with this after the wedding , Alicia is going to disappear from the raider she already made plans for her kidnap and also to be dumped in a remote island where she could rot away in solitude . Eventually Alexander would give up and run into her arms and she'll have an affair leading her to dump Tristan and get a divorce also acquiring half of the fortune she was helping him build . She slid the screen door , Tristan faked a smile seeing her and pulled her into his arms kissing her . The alcohol ha

He was too perplexed to say anything however when everyone had gone he went to the living room and found Monica busy on her phone "Yeah yeah…it turns out the pauper is a princess… as a fairytale"Monica said with a sarcastic smile knowing full well the girl he called worthlessly was made out of gold Vivienne didn't understand what was happening here. She was the heiress to everything Frank lewis owned. As their biological daughter, Vivie was an instant Billionaire. How funny "Can you imagine…she's like the same level as…my brother," Kyan mumbled, smiling at himself. This was huge for everyone to digest. Vivienne being a Lewis was something big

I cleared my throat and started to recite everything I had already decided on, “The profits stay a hundred percent mine. We might be married to the world but within these walls, we are not and our private lives must stay separate. There will be no jealousy, nothing of that sort.” He shrugged, “As you will see, all of that is in the deal anyway, no jealousy no falling in love, nothing complicated. It is only a business contract” I swallowed, my next words were going to change everything. “Then I agree, the documents?”

If she was already burning bridges, then she might as well burn this one completely. Lifting her chin, she spoke calmly. “I’m not doing that.” Marcus stilled. His brows drew together, as if he hadn’t heard her properly. “What?” he asked. “I’m not apologizing to Evander,” she repeated, her voice steady despite the storm in her chest. “And I’m not taking back my decision to divorce him.” She held his gaze. “Whether the company goes bankrupt or not… I’m divorcing Evander Hale.” For a moment, her father simply stared at her.

" He slammed, pointing at Sofia who stood beside mother unfazed. Everyone in the household knows how much grandfather loves and cherishes Bella. He always goes out of his way to make sure she is happy. Few months after my marriage with Bella Robert, Diego Fowler, the feared chairman of Fowlers' Enterprise, had a severe heart disease that almost claimed his life. He was flown to one of the world's best hospitals to receive a heart transplant. Seeing him now was a huge surprise to everyone after three years. Who is going to break the news to him? "Hmm…grandfather…I…I…I mean I and Bella are divorced." My lips trembled as I managed to explain the situation.

The proximity was intoxicating—the scent of him, the heat of his skin, the shared trauma that bound us more tightly than any contract ever could. "The 90 days are over, Rachelle," he said softly. "The lawyers called Mikhail ten minutes ago. The judge signed the decree at dawn. You're free. The Santoro shares are yours. The Veronesi assets are cleared. You don't ever have to look at my face again." I paused, my hand resting on his shoulder. I felt the muscle quiver beneath my touch. "And where will you go?" "I have a villa in the Maldives. A few private interests in Singapore. I’ll disappear. Let the 'Siren of Milan' have her stage without a shadow hanging over her."

Her hair was gathered in soft curls, her makeup tastefully elegant—she looked regal, breathtaking. A collective gasp rippled through the room. “She's so beautiful… like an angel.” “Absolutely stunning.” Cindy turned pale. Her hands dropped to her sides as she stared, stunned. Shane was speechless. Asher is her brother? Not her boyfriend? Relief flashed across his face. Now it all made sense—why Alissa had vanished for months. Why she was always seen among the rich. Cindy stared at her with disbelief. “Alissa? The missing heiress to the Kincaid fortune?” she scoffed. “There must be a mistake. How can she be a Kincaid? Did you know about this?” she asked Shane.

“I was watching you use that poor girl, making her invest in the company, promising her returns that she never saw. It’s her money that got the company where it is today, and that means it belongs to her. Not so long ago, she invested one billion dollars in it, and if it weren’t for her, all your hard work would’ve been in vain. So the company belongs to her and her children.” “Over my dead body, Grandpa.” I leaned toward him, closing the small gap between us. “I won’t allow you to discredit me for my hard work. Giselle was my wife, and she got her share of the money I had promised her. She was repaid in full for her generosity.” “You repaid her with divorce papers and an abortion appointmen