The Divorced Billionaire Heiress Revenge の小説・ストーリー

“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.

His assets were frozen, his name disgraced, and his empire crumbled. As I sat back in my chair, looking out the window at the city below, I couldn’t help but smile. This is just the beginning. You can't escape the wrath of a billionaire heiress.

And they had started tonight. "Can they access the entire file?" I asked. Marcus shook his head. "Not yet." "Then stop them." "I already have." Julian stepped closer. "Sophia, this is no longer just about Damien." I looked at him. "I know." My divorce had been supposed to be the end of my old life. Instead, it seemed to have opened a door I didn't know existed. A door leading straight into my family's past. My phone vibrated for the third time. This time, there was no message. There was a photograph.

“You married a poor girl, not knowing that she's an heiress of the multi-billion-dollar empire?” “Like my whole family, I believed she possesses nothing,” he said, his fingers curling tightly around the wooden armrests. “But you were wrong.” Darkness danced along my grin. “Was that the reason for your divorce?” His trembling hand moved to his collar and loosened his tie. “I-I beg your pardon?” I leaned farther on my desk, feeling the anger slowly coiling inside me. “Did you divorce her because she was poor? Because she had nothing? Because she wasn't good enough?”

Thiago kept silent. The clerk lowered his head and processed the divorce. Kira looked at her watch and said, “Please hurry up; I’ve got things to do.” “I see in the materials that you don’t have children. Are there any assets to be divided?” the clerk asked. Kira said, “No.” Thiago was silent. He originally wanted to give her some financial compensation, but she refused. Now she was the heiress of the Hamilton Group. The money he could give seemed more like an insult to her.

"Did that woman bully you? She did, didn't she, that's why she thought she could get away with treating you like that!" "I don't think she even recognized me," I snort, shaking my head. "I wasn't exactly wearing million dollar jewelry or gowns during the time I was married to George." "Well you should've," he insists, upset on my behalf. "I'll throw her and anyone who came with her out. No one treats you like that. I'll sue them for more than a fifty million necklace." "No, it's all right dad, I can take care of her. I'm no longer just her brother's housewife. I'm a Reina."

She could feel the amount of blood she was losing… No one was around in the parking garage and no she could feel herself dying… She closed her eyes to await her faith… As the blood flowed from her face she prayed to God he keep her alive long enough to seek her revenge on those bastards…. As she laid on the ground her eyes closed as scummed to the pain.. Two months before… Jae Long was a very pretty heiress… Max and Asia Long were her parents and they were known as the famous CEO Couple.. Max was actually her brother but he saved her from her awful step mother… Asia later found out her parents were Royal… This turned her into an instant princess… Jae loved her grandfather George & grandmothe

She was moving everything directly into the concrete vaults beneath Highland Crest Manor. She was building a fortress. My background check on her background yielded another interesting piece of information: her recent, aggressive divorce from Harrison Bennet. Bennet Holdings was currently drowning in debt, struggling with frozen supply chains and failing business contracts. Harrison was fighting her in court, desperate to freeze her bank accounts and get his hands on her inheritance. Yet Phina hadn't panicked. She had cut him off with surgical efficiency, secured her fortune, and poured every cent into physical goods. She wasn't running from her ex-husband. She was preparing for something fa

“We failed you. We will spend the rest of our lives making it right. The Rossi Empire is yours now. Shipping ports in twelve countries, tech investments, luxury real estate, and private equity funds worth over twelve billion. You will never want for anything again. Whatever you want to run, destroy, or build, it is yours.” Twelve billion! The number refused to settle in my head. I kept seeing Carla’s face as she shoved me toward the living room where her friends waited with hungry eyes. “Smile pretty, you ungrateful bitch, or I’ll make sure they take what they want anyway.” I had bitten one of them and ended up beaten terribly. Now these strangers were offering me billions like it was pocket

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.”