Novel & Cerita The Divorced Billionaire Heiress Novel

I needed a new catch, and I needed one fast. I had swiped right on Cullen's profile two months ago on tinder. I was Intrigued by his rugged good looks and impressive wealth. My heart raced as I matched with him, and I quickly did my research. It didn't take me long to find out that he was a divorcee, but that didn't matter. What did matter was that he was a billionaire with no heir. Now that was a catch worth catching. I sauntered through the airport, feeling like a queen on the prowl. I knew that Cullen would be waiting for me soon, and I couldn't wait to meet him. It was always exciting to see how the men I ensnared would react to my beauty and my charm.

Being born into a wealthy family and the only child of her parents, Alicia has so many responsibilities on her, and also, her life has been planned before she grew up. She was supposed to get married at the age of twenty-one, at most, so she could take over the family business. However, she failed as her first boyfriend whom she was supposed to get married to eight years ago, dumped her on their wedding day, after he stole ten million dollars from her. Ever since, she has developed this hatred for men and never thought of getting married again. Although she still has some male friends, but getting involved with any man is just what she doesn't want. Her parents have kept up with her decision

I said, pouring myself another glass. “That's not supposed to be news for you. Of course she will know, she is the CEO and heir of a 500 fortune company,” he said and I nodded. “You think she is going to bid for the company?” I asked him. He scoffed, “she would be stupid not to,” he said and I glared at him. “Not cool bro,” I said. “I know, I'm sorry,” he apologized. “Wow,” I poured another bottle, “so my ex-wife is going to own my company,” I said.

She stammered. “What are you even saying? How can we be needed?" “She is saying Salindra is a bloody billionaire heiress, Madam Celine!” I shouted suddenly, startling everyone and rising to my feet with murderous eyes. Silence instantly fell in the room as the two girls were watching me with rumpled faces. “She is not even Salindra, to begin with,” I added with a lowered voice but angry. “My woman, the same person you all compelled me to reject, is apparently the one and only daughter of the Harrington. Dr. Isabella Harrigton.”

“C’mon, Miss. Your friend wants to have fun.” I slapped his hand when he touched my thigh. He chuckled and lifted his arm as if he’s surrendering. Mattew laughed. “Don’t try again, dude. She must be a virgin.” “LOL! I saw her on the news. She’s the famous Quinn heiress. She’s divorced. Am I right, Miss Bree?” I gritted my teeth. Kate drank a hard drink and pulled herself up. “I’ll just go to the powder room.” She almost lost her balance. She’s already drunk. I think she’s already drinking even before I came here. I want to go with her, but I really want to talk to Mattew Holland.

He turned back to her. “You thought I married you because I loved you ... hell No ... even though you never told I knew you were the heir to your fucking father’s wealth” he snarled, drawing a chair for him to sit on ... “Your woes began the day you left Gaius and became a divorcee. That fact that you were lonely, seeking expression and had a low self – esteem of your fucking self was a ground that I could use to penetrate your fucking strong hold ... you were never really attractive to me ...” “So, what’s all this epistle all about now ?” She asked, regaining her voice back ....

“Isn’t his ex-wife Anya Walter? They are already divorced. Why would his ex-wife stay here to take care of him?” “Who knows?” “I heard that Evan is dating Princess Novlis. I wonder if it is true. Why is he with his ex-wife now?” “Also, same time ago, he had scandal with the daughter of Ship King. Which one of his real girlfriend?” A more mature-looking nurse added, “Isn’t normal for wealthy families to do such a things? Which successful man doesn’t have multiple girlfriends?” “Tsk, there are many good men.” “That’s just because it hadn’t been exposed. Do you think they don’t keep any mistresses?”

I'll just try the best that I can. The day has ended and it is time for the maids to rest. What makes this mansion very different is that each one of us have our own rooms, except when one isn't used to being alone. I don't mind being alone so I was given my own room. The room's actually big, this can even be compared to our living room. Is Mr. Bertrand really just a billionaire or much higher than that? Or is there such a thing?

Nothing's changed, all that has is I discarded the Wickham name to be myself again, divorced George to be free of a loveless marriage, and could afford the things George could've given me if he cared even a bit about me. So I owe Jessica nothing, but if she doesn't shut her mouth soon then she is going to owe me more than just a paltry apology. "–and I'm sure I can get you an even better necklace to replace the last one. The ones from Cartier are much better. We can pick out a new one together if you like–" "That won't be necessary," I quickly cut Jessica off, biting my tongue from saying anything that would give me away, though I am sorely tempted to reveal just who she is trying to cozy up

A successful marriage would undoubtedly alter the perception of the ladies in their social circle. Determined to secure Dickson, Stella appeared at Dickson Corporation an hour later. As she gazed at the towering skyscr*per, the tallest and most luxurious business building in the city, her heart raced with excitement. This building was not only Dickson's workplace but also the potential future domain of her friend as the lady boss.