Novel & Cerita The Divorced Billionaire Heiress Novel

“Show me.” He hands over his phone. The headline burns into my eyes: DE LA FONTE HEIRESS ACCUSED OF FINANCIAL FRAUD De La Fonte Heiress, who we thought dead, is accused of Financial Fraud, after coming back to take over her position last two weeks. I stare. Not even a month in that office, and already this? She's already the target of headlines like this? I exhale sharply, dragging my hand down my face. “Next,” I growled

Not watching her through tinted car windows, not seeing her through hospital room glass, not sitting silently beside her unconscious body…She was alive and looking directly at him. His heartbeat, something he had disciplined to remain steady even during billion-dollar negotiations and hostile acquisitions, now beat so loudly that it almost drowned out every sound in the room. Across from him, Ruby was equally quiet. She knew exactly who the man before her was. Stefan Ashford, the youngest billionaire in the United Kingdom. The legendary businessman whom newspapers called ‘The King of Modern Business’. The man whose companies dominated almost every major industry. The man every elite family w

She had described me, in her final paragraph, as composed, deliberate, and entirely comfortable with the considerable weight of what she has just stepped into. I read that line twice. The third piece was online — a gossip-adjacent business blog that covered Detroit's wealthy with the breathless enthusiasm of a publication that had discovered, some years ago, that money and drama occupied the same ZIP codes. This piece had connected the dots I had expected it to connect. Caldwell heiress Serena — formerly Serena Voss, ex-wife of real estate developer Damien Voss — made her public debut at the Caldwell Global winter gala last night. And then, two paragraphs later, with the barely contained exc

Long, liquid, and undeniably dramatic. I stared at it in horror and admiration. Then I looked up. “Are you trying to marry me off to your enemies or to the world’s wealthiest widow collection?” His gaze flicked to the dress. “It suits you.” “It looks like it was made for a queen with excellent revenge plans.” “That’s what I thought.” I narrowed my eyes. “That was not a normal thing to say.” “No one ever accused me of being normal.” I muttered under my breath, “That much is painfully obvious.”

PAYMENT PROCESSED: $200,000,000 RECIPIENT: ELENA CRANE STATUS: COMPLETE Leo staggered backward. Sweat broke out across his forehead. His vision went hazy. "And I assume you're getting a divorce, Mrs. Crane?" the attendant added casually, glancing at Lydia. "The paperwork was filed the same day as the claim." Leo didn't reply. He couldn't breathe. He grabbed Lydia's arm and dragged her out of the building. Outside, the cold air hit them like a slap.

My head stutters for a moment, and my eyes take in more light than I anticipated; everything stops as my thoughts catch up. The guy I had slapped and made out with last night was none other than the billionaire heir I was supposed to interview. I suddenly remembered his last statement to me on the night we had sex at the hotel which was; "Let's just say that I'm not your average guy." Truly, he isn't an average guy, but a fucking rich billionaire heir!

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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.

But now, they see me as an ex-convict who couldn't find a job, with no money and no value. “That’s life, Liv. Better move on.” Their love had vanished completely. Little did they know, this ex-con has two hundred million in her account, plus properties will be okay for the rest of my life, thank God for Meredith. I couldn't help but feel a bit excited, wondering how they'd react when the daughter they despised most stood at the pinnacle of success one day.

she said as if she were talking about what we would go shopping for. “Unfortunately, my husband was still cunning, and as long as you’re alive, we will never have full reign over all his properties. Do you think Grant Industries is all he had? There’s so much more, Astrid, so much more. Look at you, baby. You’re richer than the Starkovs. You’re way richer than your husband. Imagine if we get your wealth, and because you’re married to him, get his. We would rule the world.” “No, Grandmother, no.”