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

Vivienne turned to him, her expression no longer shaken but sharpened. “Then we don’t give her the chance.” Daniel searched her face. “You have a plan?” “Not yet,” she admitted. “But I have something better.” “What?” Vivienne’s gaze hardened. “Leverage.” That night, Helena called an emergency strategy meeting. Not at the office. Not at the penthouse. But at a discreet townhouse registered under a separate foundation name. For the first time, Vivienne felt like she was stepping into something larger than revenge.

I sighed, pulling out the contract and going over it. I wet my lips, and glued my eyes at the money stated in the contract that Massimo was offering to pay. It was a ridiculous huge amount, but I wasn’t fazed. I had seen a lot of that during my time as a billionaire heiress before that bastard, Gibson, ruined my life. I gripped the pen tight in anger. “Careful not to snap it into two,” Massimo’s voice interrupted my drift, shattering my peace and silence like a glass.

It hurt my feelings to see him like that but I gave a cold face instead, killing those concerns off. “What are you doing here?” I asked, my voice shaking. “I could ask you the same thing,” he replied, stepping closer. “I saved your life once. Are you really going to throw it away now?” My tears spilled over as I shook my head. “You don’t understand. I have nothing. No one. My family hates me, my ex-husband took everything, and I… I just can’t keep fighting. I'm sorry to break this to you but I am disappointed that you didn't leave me to die that time”

as if the world wasn’t burning around us. The sight of her—calm, smug, untouchable—snapped something inside me, my rage erupting like a volcano. “You did this, didn’t you?” I roared, my voice shaking with fury, my hands clenched so tight my nails bit into my palms. “You fed the tabloids that bullshit about me being arrested!”She looked up, her eyes narrowing, but she didn’t flinch. “I don’t know what you’re talking about,” she said, her voice cool, dismissive, a lie so blatant it made my skin crawl.“Don’t lie to me!” I shouted, stepping closer, my chest heaving. “This is your game, Amelia! You’re trying to ruin me—get out of my house! I want a divorce, right now!”Her eyes widened, a flicker

' she continued. 'It would have been a total failure with me losing my most important chess piece. Even though I made it seem as though I had many choices, I don't. No one can match his efficiency or his brains. None among his brothers. And even though I could do it by myself, it would be even more complicated and stressful than to use an already established company.' 'In this life, I just want to have my revenge and live the rest of my life as a rich young woman who only spends money.'

"No. No, you’re wrong. Saxton’s is one of the biggest corporations in the country. It deals in real estate, pharmaceuticals, and even international trade. There’s no way Gina—" “Oh, but she is." I cut in smoothly, enjoying their confusion. "I wouldn’t be sitting here wasting my breath if I wasn’t a hundred percent sure." Lily shook her head vigorously. "But how, Elena? How the hell did she go from a desperate woman begging Julian for attention to a CEO of a billion-dollar empire?" I smirked. “Simple. She became an heiress." Their stunned expressions told me they needed more. I took my time, letting the weight of my words settle in before continuing.

“Ah, but let me see, I recognize your face. You’re that rich cunt aren’t you that was married to the billionaire hotel man, Xander Staniopolis. You will be worth more to me than the cash in your purse.” “It’s not like that, he and I are divorced now.” His grip is so tight around my arm that it feels as if he is digging into the bone now as he drags me down an alley. It stinks, there are nothing but large garbage bins lined on either side, old cardboard boxes lay strewn around. It makes me shudder. “You would have had a pay out from the divorce, a settlement. You can’t fool me.” He uses his other hand and whips out his mobile from his jean pocket. It looks like he is scrolling and taking a p

"Your Honor, my son has suffered so much! He married her, and for five years, our family practically took care of her for nothing!" What? Wiping her tears, she said, "This woman is so deceitful! When she married my son, she hid that she was the heiress of Shalton Group, making my son endure hardship with her. Now that my son's in trouble, she walks away. How is that fair?" What? Emily said, "Exactly! She spent extravagantly during the marriage. I know she has handbags worth millions, which should count as marital property and must be divided!" What?

she states, her eyes sparkling with indignation. I stare at her for a few moments and nod, my voice trapped in my throat. “Yes, I want revenge… but not that way. I want to make them die slowly, toy with them, and, most especially, make Kyle regret divorcing me so much that he would want me back.”. Mrs. Janet chuckles lightly. “I love that. Let’s begin. And that starts with transforming you into a Barbie that no man can walk by without dropping saliva!”

They had built a rapport over the years given her family's status and connection to me. "Good afternoon, Mr. De Rossi," Lena greeted him politely. "I came to talk about Agatha’s divorce papers. We were just discussing strategy for responding." My father's expression darkened at the mention of the divorce. "That snake of a man thinks he can discard my daughter without consequences? I warned Agatha he was not to be trusted. At least she had the good sense to come back where she belongs." I shifted uncomfortably, the lingering hurt of Nathan's betrayal still too near. But Lena redirected the conversation to spare me having to dwell on it.