The Divorced Billionare Heiress Novels & Stories

‘’Do I have to tell you my reason for wanting this? ‘’yes,’’ I nodded. ‘’or are you marrying me because of my family’s wealth, right?’’ She frowned at me, and then her phone started ringing again. She picked it from the table, pressed her fingers on the switch, and then dropped it into her bag.‘’ Listen, Christian,‘’ she looked at me. ‘’ I am in a bit of a dilemma, and you already know about my sister and ex-boyfriend…I just want to…’’ she paused and heaved a deep sigh. ''' I need to get powerful alright, and by doing that, it would make me get revenge on them and... '''

She had made a fortune from divorcing her husband who was a CEO of a Fortune 500 company to move to New York City just to be closer to Denzel and maybe make him fall in love with her or at least stir up emotions within him, no woman had been able to do that over the years. She cursed that day she had stumbled on his profile on social media, his abs and vein decorated strong arms on display from his modeling career, it had immediately stirred up emotions and wild memories in her, so she had made the choice of divorcing her husband for cheating on her with a maid she had employed barely one month after, who was obviously too classy and hot to be a maid.

She opened them and wore a pitiful look. “Thank you, everyone, for accepting this work proposal from the beginning. It’s your decision to work for me and now that you decline, I can do nothing…” She started and took a break. She squeezed her hand in each other, fixing her teary eyes on them. “Before I leave, I want to tell you the story of a lady,” she said. “There’s a young billionaire heiress lady, who has always lived her life in hidden because she believes wealth is dirty and she didn’t want to get involved in it. One day, she finds out a secret of how wealthy people ganged up and killed innocent peoples,” she narrated.

“I am Elena Blackwood.” “I am Elena Moran.” “I stopped using Blackwood.” “I never married Adrian.” “I did.” “I divorced him.” Adrian blinked. Current Elena whispered: “Don't take it personally.” “Trying.” One older Elena: “I married someone else after he died.” Adrian muttered: “I dislike this meeting.” Another: “I never had children.” Another: “I had nine.” Lucas looked horrified. Another: “I rejected Genesis entirely.” Another: “I built it.” Another: “I destroyed it.” Another:

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.”

And William O'Hore had treated her like a seasonal accessory, discarding her and moving on to the next headline-grabbing heiress before the ink on their breakup columns was even dry. The broadcast transitioned to a collage of William's past conquests: a prominent cosmetics billionaire's daughter at a Met Gala afterparty, an Oscar-winning actress draped over his arm at a film festival, a rotating carousel of high-society models. "With a net worth climbing into the billions and a notorious refusal to ever truly settle down, it seems William O’Hore remains the ultimate prize, and the ultimate playboy." Elena set her mug down on the table with a sharp, hollow clack.

Not only did I get what I was entitled to, but I also received half of all his assets under his name. Staring at the figures in the contract, I was stunned. I never imagined Hector had accumulated so much wealth. I never expected he would give me so much. A large portion of it, I knew, was something Hector could have easily avoided giving me, thanks to his resources and influence. In the end, after two months of intense public drama triggered by a reality show, the divorce was finally settled. The story’s conclusion was simple: I had transformed into a single, billionaire woman. …

After what happened to my father and me, I completely distanced myself from the outside world just focussed on my life and that's all, but when I hear that I would be collaborating with the only daughter of a multi millionaire who just annulled her marriage with her husband and is heavily pregnant at the moment, I don't know but something about her spark my emotion, and I became really interested in her. When I met her for tge first time I knew I dtant that she's a very reserved lady and her husband is probably the one that messed up the marriage, some ladies would have jumped into my arms at the mention of marriage but she did not even care, she still maintained her standard and I could tel

I exclaimed, shocked to hear what she had to say about our divorce, “you think I divorced Dominic?” “Stop pretending like all you wanted wasn’t the monetary settlement you got from the divorce. You have it now and we now all know you’re a rich heiress but that shouldn’t stop you from trying to help my brother when all he has ever done is take your side.” She attacked me like I had just stepped on her toe or something.

Then he exclaimed, “Fifty million going once? Fifty million going twice, fifty million going thrice!- Congratulations! This pretty lady in a silver dress will now be the possessor of this set of jewelry.” Many people had joined the bidding, but only one winner emerged. No one could believe their eyes or ears, especially Lucas Harrison and the girl sitting beside him who looked ghastly pale. “No way! She can't afford that money.” “But she just did! Who exactly is she?” “Oh, she's Heidi. Heidi Olsen. How could they think that they could contend with the wealthiest heiress in Phoenix City?” The man who spoke was the same middle-aged man who just uncovered Heidi's identity.