The Divorced Billionare Heiress Novels & Stories

If we can learn who he is, then we can salvage some hope of getting the Moon Tears fabric back. I back out of the parking lot and head onto the road with that plan firmly seated in my mind. The first issue would be money. I say it would be, because it would have been. If I had been just Antonia, I would not have dreamt of being able to raise 150,000 dollars in a short while. If I had just been Antonia Finn, I wouldn't have imagined it, even though my husband has more than that. Antonia Finn is the wife of a billionaire, without much to her name except her savings.

“Sudden Billionaire Heiress After Divorce! Hahaha! I remember it. Don’t you see! Let me tell you what happened in the story because I want to do everything the MC did in that book hahaha!” “So, a beautiful billionaire was a woman. A very wealthy woman who had no man yet. She bought a yacht for herself, she bought five more mansions in New York and Texas. She went to the moon to celebrate her birthday and even lived in a resort underneath the sea level for a week just with the fishes. Ahahah. I want to live it all,” Tyler sounded. *Scoff* As drunk as he was, each person he spoke to counted his words as gibberish and just took their shot of drink, walking away from his presence.

“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.”

ADDENDUM FILED: VEYRA ESTATE ASSUMES 35% OF VARESS INTERNATIONAL OUTSTANDING DEBT EFFECTIVE IMMEDIATELY. The phone slipped from my numb fingers, dropping to the floor with a dull thud. I stood alone in the dark kitchen, staring at the glowing screen on the tile, the silence returning to swallow me whole. She wasn't just a quiet wife hiding in a safehouse anymore. She was the most powerful, dangerous heiress in Europe... holding thirty-five percent of my company’s neck in her hands. And I had been the one who put the knife in her grip.

That I hadn’t sacrificed everything for a man who only used me and was never going to marry me? Yes yes, I was. But was I the poor girl who could barely afford anything for herself? Was I the puppet that the media painted me out to be all because I had been hiding under Lucas’ shadow and never really revealed myself? Hell no. They didn't know who I was. They didn’t know just how much money and power I had. No one did. I was the only daughter of the most powerful man in America. A billionaire whose empire extended worldwide. The only heiress of the Salvatore family. A man who owns chains of businesses in Italy, America and several other countries.

When she returned to Draventh and made it clear that she was divorcing Carter, Ruby had given her a bank card as a reward for finally breaking free. It had no spending limit. Rhea knew that Ruby's personal card carried at least 200 million dollars. After all, Ruby was a true heiress—the only daughter of wealthy parents—so all the family wealth belonged to her. Suddenly, her phone vibrated. Rhea covered her mouth as she answered the call. Her body instinctively leaned toward George. George didn't move away. Instead, he leaned closer, using his body to suppress her voice so it wouldn't disturb the auction.

She had nothing, no money, no home, no support aside from me so, how come? I felt a strange ache settle in my chest like my heart was caught between disbelief and regret. What happened to her after our divorce? Where has she gone? And how did she become the heiress of the King's Empire? I watched her carefully. Her dress, long and black, clung perfectly to her curves. Her makeup was soft but flawless and her hair flowed in elegant waves. She has a beauty that has always been there but now, it's mixed with power and pride and something else...

He opened the backdoor and gestured to get in. At that moment I realized people were staring and whispering. Some whispering. >She married a billionaire and now thinks she is something >She's shameless...a showoff >Why does she even work here when she is the wife of a billionaire now >I heard she is raking billionaires now...she has a Hargrave, now she wants a Geezran. I felt embarrassed and quickly went into the car. This wasn't the kind of life I wanted and yet people judged me for it.

I said, pouring myself another glass. “That's not supposed to be news for you. Of course she will know, she is the CEO and heir of a 500 fortune company,” he said and I nodded. “You think she is going to bid for the company?” I asked him. He scoffed, “she would be stupid not to,” he said and I glared at him. “Not cool bro,” I said. “I know, I'm sorry,” he apologized. “Wow,” I poured another bottle, “so my ex-wife is going to own my company,” I said.

It wasn't until a car appeared on the distant highway that they became excited, all crowding toward the entrance for a better angle. They were staking me out, hoping to capture a firsthand shot, while I watched from my office upstairs in the hospital, peering through the blinds at the scene below. I couldn't imagine what headlines they would pair with the images, as my story was indeed full of drama. The young billionaire remained unknown until her divorce, when her ex-husband died at the hands of his lover. The lover was about to be imprisoned, and in the courtroom before imprisonment, she tearfully and desperately told the judge that she had contracted HIV, pleading for a more humane judgm