The Divorced Billionaire Heiress Novel Novels & Stories

“Money or you.” Sophie met his gaze. “And you chose?” He dropped a document onto the table. “Neither. I chose myself.” She scanned the paper. It was a withdrawal from the Trust. He’d signed away 1.4 billion dollars in potential inheritance. Sophie whispered, “You didn’t have to do that.” “I did,” he replied. “Because I won’t build my future with hands chained to someone else’s gold.” She stepped closer. And kissed him. Camellia broke into the second partition of the Ash List USB.

Haley folded her hands. The man blinked. “I'm only reminding you.” “Fine!” She smirked, her cold expression intimidating. “Go ahead and tell everyone the secret. Very soon, I'll find a more honest man to manage the foundation.” Then she turned and left. Liam couldn't close his mouth, his gaze following her to the entrance. Millions. Billions. Where did she get that money? How? Did he suddenly get transported to a parallel universe? That woman was Haley, was she?

“Sudden Billionaire Heiress After Divorce! Hahaha! I remember it. Don’t you see! Let me tell you what happened in the story because I want to do everything the MC did in that book hahaha!” “So, a beautiful billionaire was a woman. A very wealthy woman who had no man yet. She bought a yacht for herself, she bought five more mansions in New York and Texas. She went to the moon to celebrate her birthday and even lived in a resort underneath the sea level for a week just with the fishes. Ahahah. I want to live it all,” Tyler sounded. *Scoff* As drunk as he was, each person he spoke to counted his words as gibberish and just took their shot of drink, walking away from his presence.

“Grandfather asked me to come back, so I did. It was his dying wish and I had to respect that.” Her mouth forms into a sneer as she chuckles, “Well he’s not dead yet so don’t count on it so easily. I heard you frolicked about while you were gone, wearing disgraceful outfits and hanging around strange men.” I smile, “A divorced woman is a free woman. I have only my name to sully. And if I choose to hang around strange men, so be it. They treat me better than your son ever did.” Sienna smirks, “That’s because they don’t see you’re a worthless thing, to be treated anyhow we see fit. Malachi knows your worth. He treated you exactly how you deserved.”

She was practically jobless and how she survived in this city was amusing. Nobody could judge her social skills even if they tried. She was a bonafide social climber and she did it so well, rumors had it though that she had shackled herself to the wrong billionaire. Adrian Hales was a ‘soon to be’ bankrupt person and it was going to be a beautiful reality for Cassie. Good thing society will still be there and the rude world will still rotate, she frowned at the thought and it was about the same time that they stepped into Dan’s office.

“I am Elena Blackwood.” “I am Elena Moran.” “I stopped using Blackwood.” “I never married Adrian.” “I did.” “I divorced him.” Adrian blinked. Current Elena whispered: “Don't take it personally.” “Trying.” One older Elena: “I married someone else after he died.” Adrian muttered: “I dislike this meeting.” Another: “I never had children.” Another: “I had nine.” Lucas looked horrified. Another: “I rejected Genesis entirely.” Another: “I built it.” Another: “I destroyed it.” Another:

I glanced at Xavier, seated beside me, and he gave me a subtle nod, silently urging me forward. “All I can say is that I am sorry for abandoning my family,” I began carefully, my voice steady despite the heaviness in my chest. “Even though it often felt like I was the one who was abandoned. But I still stand by my decision to reject a marriage to a stranger.” “And how did marrying someone you knew work out for you?” he countered without hesitation, his expression calm but sharp beneath the surface. “Two years into the marriage and you are already divorced.”

Callum sat behind his desk, glancing through the paper absently — until one headline caught his attention. “Hale Heiress Returns Home.” He froze. There, on the front page, was a clear photo of Zephyrine. Dressed in white, smiling, standing beside Edmund Hale. She looked radiant. Healthier. Untouchable. The paper trembled slightly in his hand. His assistant noticed. “Sir, are you alright?” He didn’t answer. His eyes stayed fixed on the picture, and for the first time in years, something inside him cracked open again.

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?

We were about to start creating a scene when the manager of the restaurant finally rejoined us and blocked her path. “Sorry ma’am, but you’re not permitted to enter.” “Why? I mean, even if I’m no longer married to Douglas, I still have an active membership card here.” “Sorry again, but your access card was cut off immediately you signed the divorce papers. So, I’ll please ask you to leave now with your friends.” “Fine! I need a new access card. Create a new one for me immediately!” “Again, I’m sorry, but only billionaires can enter here. So, you’ll need to step down to the millionaires’ floor and request for a membership card.”