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

"Hailey?" "Exactly." She made herself comfortable on one of the chairs facing me. That was when I saw how angry she was. I read the headline again to be sure I was not hallucinating. "Strange Lady Marries Into The Johnson Family and Carries The Heir of The Billionaire CEO and Multiple Time Award winning Business Man of the Year, Jared Johnson." I raised my eyes to her face. "Keep reading." She urged. I scrolled down to see more headline news about her. "Billionaire CEO Jared Johnson Finally Ties The Nuptial Knot With The Lady Who Accused Him Of Sexually Harassing And Impregnating Her."

Vini was also staring at me angrily. "You turned out to be an heiress. You are living a good life, but for this, you have spoiled our son's life. How could you be this happy when you make him suffer the most?" Mellissa spoke. The people gathered around us and started muttering. They again got the topic for gossip. "What are you talking about? Alex and I had divorced a long time ago. We had already finalised our divorce and were no longer connected. How can I spoil his life?"

Her pulse quickened as she read, the words burning into her. “All rights to shared assets, properties, and financial support are hereby relinquished by Esther Grant upon signing.” Her breath caught. She read it again, her eyes wide. No alimony. No share of his wealth. Nothing. Her vision swam. He’s not just divorcing me. He’s throwing me out with nothing. No home. No money. No safety for the babies or me. Her fingers curled tighter around the page, crumpling the edges. Her tears fell harder, soaking the ink until the words blurred.

"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."

Something sharp and violent settled beneath my ribs. “Listen carefully,” I said coldly. “No one approaches Elara. No one contacts her. No investigators. No press.” Victor exhaled slowly. “You’re reacting emotionally.” “Yes.” The silence on the other end told me that the answer surprised him. Good. “Adrian,” he said carefully, “if this story breaks publicly, investors will assume you hid an heiress intentionally during merger negotiations.” I almost laughed. An heiress. God. Blue was four years old and already being reduced to a strategy by people who never met her.

Nothing–nothing more than that. Besides, take me to court?! Ha! My brother is the best in the business! There is no way she'd win a lawsuit with him defending me, but... George has been a bit different since his divorce. He's changed. You'd think he'd be happy he's finally rid of that beggar posing as his wife and take a media queen like Charlotte as his new wife but no. He's being stubborn. Still, the situation is strange... "How did that necklace end up with that woman?" I ask my mother. George bought that necklace for her as a gift after I got married to my lovely husband.

Isn't this the place where the famous billionaire lived? I stepped back. Oh no, Dorothy. What are you thinking? Are you planning on applying as a maid here? But there's nothing I can do. I need money for my mom. "Goodness, it's getting out of hand." I heard a man spoke behind me so I turned to face him. My eyes widened when I saw him! The famous billionaire! Danmar Bertrand! Am I really seeing him now? He isn't inside a tv screen, a billboard, a painting and anything else? Is he really in front of me?