The Ex-wife's Billion Dollar Comeback Novels & Stories

"Well, my misery all ended the night I encountered a mysterious man, who offered to help me build my life back up. His name was Manny Forbes..." "Mr. Forbes?" Lillian muttered in realization. She knew he was Wendy's millionaire husband. "Yes," Wendy confirmed. "At that time, he was desperately seeking a contract wife. Although I was hesitant to marry him, I felt I had no choice. He was wealthy, like Owen, and I thought if I became his wife, I could finally exact my revenge on Owen. But I was mistaken; Owen was untouchable. I failed again." She sighed deeply.

“I never changed careers. It goes with the turf. Didn’t you know? Gossip is my life. I thrive on it. It is the only way to stay on top of my game.” I gave him the flip. Then, I rested my head on the back of the sofa, feeling tired but fulfilled. I remembered the kiss I shared with Briana and licked my lips. It was like I could still taste her. A sudden need for my ex-wife gnawed at me. It’s been too long. I haven’t been with anyone in five years. For the first two years, I was so busy with treatments and rehabilitation. The accident damaged my legs, and I had to undergo therapy.

My name was on the door, and this time, no one could take it away from me. Reporters started calling me “The Ice Queen” even though they had no idea what I looked like. They said I was too much of a perfectionist, too confident, and too hard to read. I didn’t mind. That name meant power. And for the first time in my life, I had it. No one knew I was Trent Rhodes’ ex-wife. When people asked about my past, I just smiled and said, “It taught me everything I needed to know.” Clark had become more than an investor. He was my partner and closest friend. We had built Hale Couture side by side, and through all the late nights and endless stress, he had never once let me fall.

"It’s serious money for you, huh? Take it and push off, will ya? Stop dreaming of becoming a wealthy socialite." Amanda keeps her mouth shut until she sees the amount. “A mere million? Is the Aiken family going bankrupt? And since you went to such lengths to find my parents’ graves, you must know I’m actually married to Riley. It’s not heavy money for Griffin CEO’s wife.” Amanda shrugs, looking askance at Aiken. Faye’s face flushes with anger as she erupts in a fit of rage, spewing words like venom. “Amanda Courtney. You should be thanking your lucky stars. No wonder your parents passed away in your early age. And Morris...”

The air was crisp ,perfumed with a faint mix of grapes, lavender and roses. Scarlett Monroe was no longer the ex wife who was forcefully divorced and sent away or the girl who had scrubbed tables in a rat-infested motel. She was now a self made billionaire and CEO of Monroe Luxe.Co - an elite interior branding company that catered to private jets, luxury hotels and billion-dollar real estate empires. She was wealthy! Her phone buzzed on speaker as she leaned on the edge of her sleek marble counter. Roxy’s voice came through the line, now smoother but unmistakably her. Their friendship had grown so much stronger over the years and Scarlett had opened up to her about everything.

Just a few minutes ago, she was so poor that she only had five dollars, not even enough for hailing a taxi. If her mother-in-law who hated the low-class families and never had any likeness towards Ximena suddenly finds out Ximena Was Ximena Antonio, the youngest daughter of the Antonio family, the richest family in the country, that she was a super-rich woman with a net worth of billions of dollars, how surprised would she possibly be? She remembered before she had regained her memory, her good friend in the orphanage was almost dying. She knelt, begging her mother-in-law, Evelyn Ricardo, to lend her some money.

Isabella's POV The morning after the gala, my face was on every news site and social media platform in the country. "The Lost Morrison Heiress Found." "Billionaire's Long-Lost Granddaughter Revealed." But my favorite headline was from a gossip blog: "Marcus Wei's Biggest Mistake: He Divorced a Morrison." I read that one three times before I started making calls. It was time to stop playing defense. Time to attack. I woke up in my bedroom at the Morrison estate to my phone vibrating nonstop.

He had lashed out at me and yet he was cuddling up to his ex wife on the very same spot. How dare he?! I had to admit that she was beautiful. The classy kind of beauty. The woman looked like she commanded men. I'd bet the only thing attractive about me was my boobs. The headlines read “The billionaire and his beautiful wife might be back together.” Tears stung the corner of my eyes. “She looks old!” Was the only insult I could come up with before I stormed back to my room to call Megan. “Have you seen the news?”

Carson demanded in an inpatient tone and Brenda immediately brought out her phone. She visited her I*******m app and searched for Nora's username on it. It brought out her pictures and she immediately showed it to Carson. Immediately Carson set his eyes on the picture, he screamed out in shock. "Oh my goodness! This is her! This is the bitch who betrayed me," Carson screamed out and slowly brought down his voice realizing that he might draw attention. Brenda stared at him like one who has gone nuts. "Do you know what you're saying? This lady is the Ex-wife of a popular billionaire who goes by the name Rufus Williams. She is currently engaged to his brother, this lady is my boss. How can she

“I was just catching up on—” His phone buzzed again. Another notification. And then another. My stomach twisted. “Something wrong?” I asked. Rowan's smile faltered. He handed me his phone. “You… might want to sit down for this.” I didn’t. I stood there, feet planted to the cold tile, as I stared at the headline on the screen: “Scandalous Secrets: Ivy Sharp’s Messy Romantic Past Finally Exposed?” Below that, subheadings went deeper. Claims that I’d seduced a married senator. That I was involved in a love triangle with my former boss and his wife. That I had once been paid for “companionship” before climbing the ranks.