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

“Now that you say it… she does look like Mrs. Turner.” Janine smiles thinly. “She was under our noses this entire time. A fucking billionaire heiress right here in our home married to our son. I think she found out that she was wealthy and decided to divorce our boy to keep it all to herself.” “She’s divorcing him because he cheated,” her husband counters. “And had another baby on the way. And abandoned her when she fell down the stairs and hit her head.” Janine scoffs. “ Those are just fucking excuses.”

“Get ready to watch the history of your life rewritten, sweetheart. Starring you, in the role of a lifetime.” The TV flared on. My eyes locked on the screen, unblinking, as if looking away might make the air vanish from my lungs. A polished voice filled the room. “... Following the tragic death of billionaire Roland Holt, his only child, Adrielle Holt, is said to have suffered a severe mental breakdown. She is currently recovering in a rehabilitation center, where her devoted husband, Valen Donald, remains by her side...” My head whipped toward him, then back to the screen. “Rehab? Mental collapse?” My voice broke, high and desperate.

She asked as she slowly moved closer to me. “After everything you have done for me? Huh? Tell me, what exactly have you done for me apart from ruining my life?” She kept moving closer to me while I kept drawing back. “You should be grateful we are in a public place, or else this wouldn't definitely end with a slap because I am no longer the Maya you can bully and beat any way you like. I am now Ariel Roderigo, daughter of Marcus Roderigo and the new CEO of A&R Empire. So mind the way you approach me or talk to me from now on, you lowlife,” she said spitefully. Looking at me in disdain, “Wretched man,” she said and then turned away while I just looked at her in surprise with my hands on my ch

Ransom POV I was surprised and stunned when Camilla suddenly went in front of me. While I'm hearing words behind my back coming from my employees. That which is true and I know myself that I am desperate right now. I can't deny that she is beautiful now and I was wondering how much I want her back. "I will offer you 100 billion for your company."she said to me. "Is that woman is his wife? Did she just offer him a billion?" "That's right we thought that she was dead."

Scarlett’s POV I blinked and checked the screen again. The number didn't change. I didn’t realize when tears stream down my cheeks. I had never done anything to deserve this kind of money. I hadn't even taken a private client tonight, so where on earth did this come from? With this kind of money... I could finally pay off the Green Vipers in full. I would be free. Completely free. No waking up in cold sweats terrified of them storming my house, anymore.

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.”

I wanted him to experience a taste of the hell he brought upon himself by using me. Throughout our relationship, I had learned one crucial detail about Drew: he was obsessed with expensive watches, clothes, and accessories. Even the slightest scratch on his beloved car could send him into a frenzy. So, the idea of wrecking his car seemed like the perfect way to drive him crazy before the final showdown. Shay raised an eyebrow, clearly intrigued by my devious plan. "Well, that's quite the revenge scheme you've got brewing there, Val. But are you sure you want to go down that road?"

“Then what do we do, Chloe? She’s sitting in my penthouse right now, eating my food, pretending to carry my blood, while Charlie slides his hands into my secondary accounts!” Chloe stood up slowly, her gray silk blouse falling perfectly into place. She walked around the desk until she was standing just inches from him, the sharp, clean scent of her perfume cutting through his heated agitation. “We cut off her oxygen,” Chloe whispered, her eyes locked onto his. “Vanessa is a creature of luxury, Marcus. She doesn't move without a safety net, and she certainly doesn't work for free. Charlie promised her a massive payout once the divorce decree was signed and the asset split was initiated. We’re

Killian continued, leaning forward slightly, "a private trust fund containing fifty million dollars will be immediately opened in your name. Full, unrestricted legal ownership of your mother’s inheritance shares, which my legal team is already forcibly extracting from Vance Enterprises as we speak, will be restored to you. And finally, I am funding your own independent jewelry design house. You will answer to no one. Not even me. Unless you wish to.” Valerie stared at the numbers on the page, her head spinning. It was a lifeline. It was more than a lifeline—it was an empire handed to her on a silver platter. "Why would you give me all of this? What do you get out of a sexless, loveless marri

"I only care about the insurance money. She filed for divorce. If the company finds out she's divorcing me, there's no way they'll approve the claim." "Besides," his voice turned colder, "where does she think she can run to? That pathetic woman doesn't have anyone. No family. No friends. No one." He let out a bitter laugh. "She's always been weak. Useless. A burden I've had to carry for five years." "She thinks she can just walk away?" His hands clenched into fists. "Like she has a choice? I'll find her soon enough." His jaw tightened. "And when I do, she'll beg to come back."