Winning Back My Billionaire Ex Wife นิยาย & เรื่องราว

He can't take that risk again. He went to his desk to find the remote to his television. He needed to confirm the news himself. It took him a while to find the remote as the table was a mess. Soon the screen of his television flickered to life as he changed the channel to the news one. A woman in her late twenties stood confidently on the screen. “Is it true that the richest batcherlor in the world is back in a relationship?" The woman asked as a picture of Tristan Knight wearing a three piece Armani suit popped on the screen.

featured a photo of her leaving a small café, coffee and donut box in hand. "Dear Willow," it proclaimed, dripping with a mix of malice and amusement, "The tall, dark, and handsome CEO of Mikaelson Robotics and Pharmaceuticals, Castiel Mikaelson’s ex-wife is back in town after years away. Should we congratulate the newest bride (who’s her identical twin sister, by the way) or crash the wedding? Sweet Willow, I won’t lie. If it’s the second option, I’m all in for the drama. I love this town, but I love drama even more!"

"I am the one who decides who is replaceable. And today, I have replaced you with myself.” The broadcast cut to the Hamilton logo. The stock market opened, and the ticker at the bottom of the screen showed the Hamilton Global line shooting upward like a rocket. Ryan slumped against the barricade. A reporter shoved a microphone into his face. "Mr. Voss! Are you really her husband? Did you know she was a billionaire? How does it feel to be the man who lost the Iron Queen?" Ryan didn't answer. He couldn't. He watched as a black SUV pulled up to the curb. Silas Vance stepped out. He didn't look at the press. He walked straight to Ryan and handed him a small, plastic bag.

She gripped my arm, her voice low, her distrust mirroring mine. “He’s lying,” she said, her eyes narrowing, brushing her hair back. Gabe flinched, but Bella laughed, her voice venomous, cutting through the tension. “The Kelly fortune will surely fund my empire,” she said, her eyes gleaming, gesturing to the documents. “A criminal network you’ll never stop.” My stomach twisted, her plan to inherit a dark legacy chilling, and I stepped closer, my gun aimed at her heart. “You’re done,” I growled, my voice fierce, my side screaming. Ivy clutched Ethan and Noah, her strength fueling me, but Bella smirked, her hand slipping to a device.

I asked and he laughed “You should worry about yourself, Avery,” “Yes I know, but she came over and said some things, I was only worried you know. She talked about… I just want to be sure everything is alright since I am not in the outside world…” He cut me off, his voice firm but still gentle. “You don’t need to worry about her. I’m a billionaire, I have connections, I know people. There’s no problem too big for me to solve, she can only try Avery. You should know she can never win against me and she is just digging up her grave, that’s just it.” He smiled again, this time with more confidence, but the words felt hollow. I wasn’t entirely convinced. Having money didn’t mean you could escape

"I bet that innocent man has no idea what you're capable of. Because if he does, he will spit on you." "Let me go!" I shoved his hand away from me, taking a step back, fury burning inside me. "Kaden let me remind you one more time, I am your ex-wife and not your property, so don't you ever lay your hands on me again!" I growled, my hand fisting into a tight ball Kaden took a slow deep breath, running his hand through his hair, before his gaze turned ice cold. "Why would I? Have you forgotten that you ruined three years of my life? Have you forgotten that you trapped me with you after fucking my...,"

I explain, jutting my hand forward as I speak, my entire face burning up. "While you get your husb–" “Ex-husband.” I cut him off, correcting him with an eye roll. "Jealous. It's a fair deal, I mean I get to kiss a beautiful woman like you and still get my inheritance.” My eyes widen at his words, I can't help as I swing forward slamming my palm over his mouth. "You won't be kissing me.” I whisper, my face burning impossibly brighter as I feel my cheeks go pink. What the hell is wrong with me?

She said, "Oh, darling, you're so worked up! But trust me, you know the right thing to do if you want her back." I gritted my teeth, feeling my blood boil. "The right thing to do is to send her back to me, you heartless witch!" I shot back, my words laced with venom. I wasn't going to let her play games with me anymore. She sneered and said, "But darling, for the first time, you're wrong. You see, you are rich. Stupidly rich. So here's the deal: send a billion dollars to me, and only then you'll have your precious wife back."

"I wanted her to know her place. Instead, she ran to Damien Cross, of all people. Do you have any idea what kind of ammunition that gives him?" "So what?" I leaned forward, letting my dress dip lower. "She's desperate and pregnant. He's using her to get to you. Everyone can see that. You're Adrian Sterling. You have the power here." Adrian's eyes finally left the screen, but they didn't hold the heat I wanted. They were cold, calculating. "Power means nothing if I can't control my own wife." "Ex-wife," I corrected, a sharp edge creeping into my voice despite myself. "She signed the papers. She's nothing now. Just another gold digger who thought she could trap a rich man with a baby."

Bryan looked in her direction again and she covered her face with the menu, when she was sure he wasn't looking, she pulled out her photo and took pictures of them but a lot of the woman clearly. Immediately, she sent it to Miles and waited for a response. Miles replied a minute later with her details and Alessa scoffed as she went through them. “Really? A millionaire? Not even a billionaire? Your ex-wife is a billionaire.” she said as she went through more details. “A single mother of two? Come on, Bryan, you have twins already.” she scoffed. “She isn't that pretty. She is blonde, when did he start liking blondes?” she scoffed with her brows furrowed.