The Divorced Heiress Revenge Full Novel Mga Nobela at Kwento

Camilla's POV ‘IN WHAT CAN ONLY BE DESCRIBED AS A SEISMIC SHIFT IN WEST CITY'S SOCIAL LANDSCAPE, BILLIONAIRE PATRIARCH ELIAS VOSS, HAS CONFIRMED THE RETURN OF HIS ONLY HEIR FROM THE STATES TO SUCCEED HIM AS HE COMES TO AN END OF HIS BUSINESS CAREER” “JUST IN: HEIR TO EMPIRE HEIR HAS REPORTED TO BE MARRIED TO THE BILLIONAIRE ANONYMOUS OWNER OF NOVA COMPANIES AND NOVA FINANCE EMPIRES….

i said coldly. Debbie rolled her eyes. "You still still haven't answered Becky's question. Where did you steal the money to buy that dress?" I stayed silent. I could have easily shut them all up by revealing the truth. That I wasn't some abandoned woman crawling back into high society. That I was Giselle Von Howard, the heiress to one of the richest empire in the world. But I wasn't about to waste my breath on people who had already made up their minds about me. Patrick scoffed his voice dropping into something almost bitter. "So this is why you accepted the divorce? Because you wanted to some rich guy? Because you wanted to get back at me?. I stared at him. Unbelievable.

She turned to go up the stairs. “Where do you think you are going to with our family heirloom you thief?” Sloane screamed. “The marriage has ended, you need to return the ring. I honestly don’t even know what Liam saw in you, you gold digger.” Dukia pulled the diamond ring from her finger. It had never fit right, loose and cold. She placed it on the dinner table, directly on top of the divorce papers, and walked up the stairs to what used to be her room. Her bag had already been packed for her. A single duffel bag that she had stepped into this family with. She picked up the bag and walked out the front door.

She remained unfazed at the attention she had drawn to herself and pretended not to hear the whispers. “Scarlett Ashbourne!” “-they got divorced!” “I thought she was dead-“ “Is it really her?” “My God! She came back!” Her tailored black suit hugged her silhouette perfectly to reveal an almost invisible waist. The wind teased strands of her polished black bob but even nature seemed to be at her mercy. A pair of oversized sun glasses concealed her eyes as she took slow, calculated steps. Her heels echoed down the aisle like war drums as her body guards followed closely behind her. Her expression was unreadable and her aura shouted-UNTOUCHABLE!

"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?

“Of course, she knows, but there’s nothing she can do about it. They don’t seem to get together, and they only got married for an alliance. That man is atrocious. I heard that he abuses her.” “Why didn’t she get a divorce then?” Julie shook her head. “Her family is in trouble and needs that man’s help. She’s the only granddaughter of Orville Nelson, who sold her out for his own benefit. I hope that his late son will come and claim him…” Nicole sighed. The bar owner still did not get divorced, even when she was struggling to survive. What kind of benefit was worth her suffering? Clayton came out of the private room and walked over with heavy footsteps.

"You're really going to do it? Just walk into his office and drop that kind of money like it's nothing?" "Absolutely," I replied, my voice oozing with confidence. "He wants to play games, but he has no idea who he's dealing with now. Once I have that divorce, I'll be free to start the next phase of my plan—taking back my company that he stole from me." Her expression turned serious, a line creasing between her brows. "You know it won't be easy, Aubrey. Ryder's not going to just hand it over."

NICHOLAS I knew I wasn't supposed to force her. I wasn't supposed to stoop so low as threaten her with those videos but there is something about Celine that keeps disturbing. Something like a gravitational pull that keeps drawing me closer to her like a moth to flame. First, she tried to describe me by using a fake fiancé. If Dave wasn't brought instead, I might have fallen for his lie because she does it naturally. Is she really the same heiress who doesn't have a dating scandal with any man?

And that someone used to be Shane Ryder until Clare claimed him as hers. That night was one of the worst ones I’ve ever experienced. So I push the thought to the back of my mind. Clare is still talking my ear off about how amazing everything looks when two girls walk towards us and I immediately want to run away. It’s Megan Rose and Eden Park, Clare Haistings friends. They both look absolutely amazing in their matching satin oval green dresses and strappy heels. They’ve always matched and I thought it was childish at first then I realized that Clare encourages it only because she looks like a main character when she’s with them.They are mean girls that Clare uses to hide behind in order to k

"We want a plan. We’re not just going to allow that asshole to stroll away from this unscathed." I blinked at her. "What do you suggest?" She grinned, and I should see that acquainted glint in her eye. Sasha cherished an amazing revenge plan. "I’m pronouncing, he’s no longer going to break out with this. You deserve better than being tossed apart like final season’s fashion. So we’re going to make sure that he regrets this." I frowned, my mind spinning from the alcohol and the emotional rollercoaster of the day. "I don’t realize, Sasha. I’m not sincerely in the mood for revenge."