Sign The Divorce Papers, Mr. Billionaire

Chapter 2 FIVE MALE ESCORTS, PLEASE

Word Count: 665 | Released on: 18/05/2026

. She shifted her dead gaze fr

is eyes darted from the spilled

a shaking, wet

gh screamed, her voice cracking. "Do

ed on his nerves. He looked down at Hayleig

away, his lip cu

igh. His voice was low, but t

hung open. The mascara t

er warning. He snapped his f

Hayleigh by both arms and dragged her toward the s

he heavy breathing of the men and th

nett Houston stepped out, holding a

alie standing there. A nasty, mocking smile sp

stand beside Cale. "Did the boring housewife

. A harsh, humorless

nett. Her eyes dragged up a

d. Her voice was sharp enough to cut glass. "Does Cale pay y

is face, turning his neck a blotchy red. His k

hand against Arnett's chest, sto

the Patek Philippe watch on his left wrist

ralie," Cale warned, his

t his glar

get to play around, but I

him. She looked at the

d metal Black Card. She slammed it down onto the base of the

tone was lazy, arrogant. "Bring me yo

weat from his forehead

m. What kind of dr

r at him. A wicked, crue

e carried down the hall. "I want the five youngest, most fit

ed to solid ice. Arnett's j

is temples throbbed visibly. His hands

ard-Cale's Black Card-and then l

her maiden name out between his teeth.

nocence. She shrug

order off the menu,

les impatiently agai

up, Mr.

the distance between the

kept her chin high, pointing d

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“For three years, Coralie played the perfect, compliant wife to billionaire Cale Montgomery, silently enduring his coldness. That illusion shattered when she caught him in a VIP club hallway, indulging his fragile first love, Hayleigh, while his friends mocked Coralie as a pathetic housewife. Cale expected her to lower her head and submit. Instead, Coralie threw an ice-cold martini in Hayleigh's face. Furious, Cale dismissed her rebellion as a tantrum for a bigger payout. To force her submission, her own father called with a vicious ultimatum. "If you don't get Cale to fund my business, I'll cut off the payments to your mother's care facility today!" When Coralie rushed to the hospital to pay for the life support herself, she noticed a deep, unnatural scratch on her comatose mother's antique gold ring. Someone had tried to pry it off her finger. The nurse admitted her stepmother had just visited. A chilling realization froze Coralie's blood. Her mother's tragic car crash three years ago was never an accident. She marched straight into Cale's corporate headquarters and threw a zero-alimony divorce agreement onto his mahogany desk. When Hayleigh tried to humiliate her with VIP tickets, Coralie shredded them into pieces and let them rain down on her Chanel suit. "I don't chew other people's spit-out gum." Coralie wasn't just walking away from this gilded cage anymore. She was going to tear both of their families apart to uncover the truth.”