The Divorced Billionaire Heiress Full Novel Novels & Stories

“I’ve worked too damn hard for everything I have today. The mansion, the empire... the newly launched companies—I’ve been grinding nonstop to make sure I own the world. And now I’m just supposed to hand over 70% of all that to Alexa? All in the name of alimony? That will never happen, Mother. Never!” Mother walked over, a pleased smile spreading across her face as she gently patted my back. I could see it in her eyes—she was proud of my stance. And frankly, her earlier question didn’t even matter anymore. There’s no freaking way I’m signing those divorce papers. No way in hell I’ll give Alexa a dime of what I’ve built.

She had built her whole strategy around what a smart, careful businesswoman would do when handed the kind of offer Victoria had been handed tonight. But Victoria wasn't just a smart, careful businesswoman. She was something Helena Cross had probably never come across before. Victoria was someone who had genuinely lost everything and rebuilt it with her own hands. That kind of person didn't play by the usual rules, because the usual rules had never protected her in the first place. Helena was going to find that out. Daniel was waiting at a small bar near the river when I arrived. He looked tired and like he hadn't been sleeping either. He stood when he saw me, and we sat across from each othe

Maybe, my mother would still be alive. She was left with nothing when she married my father. But still, she built a fortune in the next five years. And when my grandpa died, he left his years of hard work for her which made her a billionaire. I think my father knew what was going to happen. And he waited for the right time. Right time to take the money, business, and her life. But she flipped his world when she left everything for me. His perfect plan was ruined but our lives... I want to ask him why he betrayed us. Was there something concerning from which he couldn't move past, or was it simply just his choice?

“Your divorce… it was for the best. For my life, hers, and ultimately, what we were each meant to find.” A chill ran down my spine. His words carried a weight I hadn’t anticipated, cutting through the noise of my thoughts and the pride I had been holding onto so tightly. I had thought that by asserting my dominance, by showcasing my achievements, I could intimidate him, unsettle him, and maybe remind Velma of what she had lost, or perhaps what I still offered. But he didn’t blink. He didn’t falter. He wasn’t even slightly rattled by me or my empire.

Well, good riddance because damn! There was no way her and her husband dearest were going to escape what I had for them. She had some nerve. Coming into my home, almost ruining things for Scarlett and I, all for a few millions, while she was still married to the fucker I made swear I would never set my eyes on him again. Yeah, they asked for every bit of what I was going to serve to them on a gold dish. With these, I couldn't help but wonder what then was in the second envelope, the brown one.

"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."

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.

He opened the backdoor and gestured to get in. At that moment I realized people were staring and whispering. Some whispering. >She married a billionaire and now thinks she is something >She's shameless...a showoff >Why does she even work here when she is the wife of a billionaire now >I heard she is raking billionaires now...she has a Hargrave, now she wants a Geezran. I felt embarrassed and quickly went into the car. This wasn't the kind of life I wanted and yet people judged me for it.

She was also told that her mother had a martial arts organization that had been taught for years how to always protect her. At first, she wondered why they weren’t there to protect her when she got up in the fire but she was told that her mother didn’t want to alarm her or the Clarks thus they were to start their work when she fell out with them and took over the legacy. In one night, she had transformed from a millionaire to a trillionaire. She didn’t feel anything special about that other than found it tiresome and troublesome but she couldn’t complain. “Yes, we can leave” she answered after seeing the secretary and the lawyer and entered their car.

she hissed. Hendrix turned to the side and took a step forward, bridging the gap between them. “Your business is my business, Margaux,” he retorted. She glared at him. “How so? We're not married. If you still acknowledge that I am Margaux Hermani, well then, we are already officially divorce. I'm single now with my original and fake name. So my business is no one's business. That's only mine, not even my family, especially not yours!” she exclaimed.