The Divorced Billionare Heiress Novels & Stories

For two long years, Vivienne believed she was the legally wedded Mrs. Montemayor. To be the perfect, submissive wife Ethan needed, she endured the cold stares of high society and swallowed the endless humiliations from his elitist family. She loved him with everything she had, believing his promise that they would eventually accept her. ​Until she accidentally tore their marriage certificate. ​When Vivienne went to the city hall for a certified replacement, her entire world collapsed. There was no record of their marriage. The document was a complete fake. The man she called her husband had trapped her in a beautifully constructed lie, using her to secure his grandfather’s massive inhe

More than anything else she had said so far. “When we get home,” she continued, turning back to Cassie, “I’ll give you everything your parents left behind. Every document, every detail you’ll need to understand what’s really going on.” Frederick swallowed hard, his throat dry, the realization settling in like something heavy and immovable. His ex-wife… The heiress to the Blackridge empire. A name that dominated rankings, that stood at the very top, far beyond anything the Novarion Group could compete with.

If she had known Rhiannon would start counting, she wouldn’t have said anything. “If I were to pay you the money your family used on my school fees and food since the clothes were always sent by my aunt Melda, I should give at least 20 million if not 10 million. As a kind-hearted person, let me just give you the amounts on top of the billions in my dividends. 72. 5 million. Don’t you think that you guys should send me my a billion?” Rhiannon said with a smirk as she stared at Kaylee who was glaring at her.

I cleared my throat and started to recite everything I had already decided on, “The profits stay a hundred percent mine. We might be married to the world but within these walls, we are not and our private lives must stay separate. There will be no jealousy, nothing of that sort.” He shrugged, “As you will see, all of that is in the deal anyway, no jealousy no falling in love, nothing complicated. It is only a business contract” I swallowed, my next words were going to change everything. “Then I agree, the documents?”

“Grace Adams? No way “Heard she was married and left the country. Not at all the other responded. She recently became a partner in Parker Group and has been going on business trips and late nights.” “Huuh poor Ava,” they both shook their heads, their heels causing a reminder of what had been said. Grace Adams, Desmond’s ex and first love, is the heiress to the Adams Foundation. Someone everyone respected. Then I realized that my husband has been going on business trips and keeping late nights but then again I doubt he would betray me.

"Mother wants me back in time for dinner." "Yes, Ma'am," Ryan replied before leaving the office. Diane stood up straightening her burgundy blazer and grabbing her bag. She still didn't believe this was her life now. She was a Deveraux, she owned stuff in her name, she was loved by people around her and most importantly, everyone in the country was about to know she was a hidden heiress. And as much as that meant her face was going to be frequently all over the media and her privacy was going to be compromised, this was what she wanted, this was the power she craved and this was the life that chose her.

It dawned on her that his heart belonged to another woman and there was absolutely nothing that could change that. “I owe you no explanation,” Dennis replied with a tightened expression. “You just have to leave. Hold on, do I need to remind you that our union was never based on our mutual love for each other? I don’t love you. You should know better and stop all the drama.” “Alright, I understand.” Nita sighed. However, she maintained an indifferent outward look. She did not want to look defeated before him. Dennis scanned from her toes to her head, “I know you have nothing to fall back to. I’ll make a cash transfer of one million dollars. That should be enough for you to gather the pieces o

"Dad is already anxious that we don't have a child. Do you think he'll say anything if I kick you out and marry a younger woman? Do you really think you'll find someone richer and better-looking than me after the divorce? You'll be miserable for the rest of your life!" Edward was confident, but I wasn't so easily intimidated. I chuckled. "Divorced or not, I'm still the heiress of Oskar Group. I have money and power—I can afford to keep a few young, handsome men around. My life will be nothing short of wonderful." "Are you serious?" Edward finally realized I wasn't bluffing.

“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?”

His mother stood in front of the TV, remote in hand, staring at the screen. “Look at this,” she said. Adrian looked. A news anchor smiled into the camera. Behind her, a photo filled the screen. A woman in an elegant dress, standing on a red carpet. Photographers everywhere. The caption read: *Mystery Ashford Heiress Returns After 9-Year Absence.* The woman’s face came into focus. Kira. His wife. Adrian’s world tilted. The anchor’s voice continued: “Sources confirm the woman is Kira Ashford, daughter of business mogul Richard Ashford and heiress to the Ashford International empire, estimated at over three billion dollars. Ms. Ashford disappeared from public life nine years ago and has not bee