When Brad Pitt and Jennifer Aniston split, the world went silent. But as much as fans were devastated over the failed romance, they were as eager and as excited to see how the on-screen relationship between the Once Upon a Time in Hollywood star and actress Angelina Jolie will proceed in real life.
Eventually, Brad and Angelina became a thing.
Sadly, the couple called it quits years later, when Jolie filed for divorce in 2016, shortly after the news of an alleged incident involving Pitt and the couple’s oldest son Maddox on the family’s private plane emerged.
Although no one knows what really happened, the alleged child abuse was investigated by the FBI and the Los Angeles Department of Child and Family Services, and Pitt was cleared of any child abuse allegations almost immediately, as per US Weekly.
The divorce and the lengthy custody battle between Pitt and Jolie is remembered as one of the nastiest ones in recent times when it comes to celebrity couples.
On January 21, 2021, Jolie emailed her ex-husband, and that email became public. In it, she states that she writes “with a heavy heart,” informing Pitt of her decision to sell Miraval, “a business that is centered around alcohol.” Many believe this is a reference to the above mentioned plane incident during which Pitt allegedly chocked Maddox and then poured alcohol on her and the children.
The Maleficent star further wrote, “Even now impossible to write this without crying.
“Above all, it is the place we brought the twins home to, and where we were married over a plaque in my mother’s memory. A place…where I thought I would grow old…. But it is also the place that marks the beginning of the end of our family.
“Miraval for me died September 2016,” she continued, “and everything I have seen in the years since has sadly confirmed that.”
In February 2021, Pitt agreed to pay Jolie $54.5 million to buy her stake in Miraval. However, the business deal was affected by their ongoing divorce proceedings.
She submitted sealed documents which involved information regarding the plane incident, after which Pitt asked Jolie to sign an NDA which prohibited her from “discussing outside of court any of Pitt’s personal conduct toward her or the family” for the sale of the property.
Jolie dubbed the request an “unconscionable gag order.”
But Pitt framed his request as vital toward the sale as he wanted to “ensure the seller doesn’t damage the value of the asset after being paid for it.”
On October 5, 2021, Jolie Nouvel, the holding company which controlled her portion of shаrеs for Miraval to Tenute del Mondo, the wine division of the Stoli group controlled by Russian billionaire Yuri Shefler, for $67 million.
“It is not a coincidence that she sold her interest in Miraval to an adversarial party, and part of the family home to a stranger, right after a judge granted Brad a huge win: 50-50 custody,” a source close to Pitt shаrеd with ET Online. John Ouderkirk, the judge who had awarded Pitt joint custody was later removed from the case by a panel of three judges, and his ruling was vacated.
In February 2022, Pitt filed a lawsuit against his ex, her holding company, and the new owners of Miraval claiming that Jolie had “contributed nothing to Miraval’s success.” Stoli filed a cross-complaint “for the illegal and malicious actions of Pitt and his allies to injure Nouvel by devaluing its investments and depriving it of its proper role in the management of Chateau Miraval, the world-famous producer of rosé wine.”
Pitt filed an amended complaint seeking to have Jolie’s sale of Nouvel reversed on June 1, 2023.
“Brad has owned everything he’s responsible for from day one, but he’s not going to own anything he didn’t do,” Anne Kiley, who represents Pitt said.
Following the fuss surrounding their divorce, Pitt has moved on and is now dating someone else.
“Brad is very careful and intentional about who he dates. He likеs to ease into things and let things grow naturally,” a source said.
Rumors are that Pitt’s new girlfriend is Ines de Ramon, who was famously married to Paul Wesley of Vampire Diaries fame. People close to the couple say they are “happy being low-key.”
“Brad and Ines are still seeing each other and having fun. They enjoy each other’s company and have similar interests. They’re both creative, likе to travel, and are happy being low-key. Things are good between them, but Brad isn’t rushing anything,” the source clarified.
As per Entertainment Tonight, the couple was spotted together in December 2022. “It is still new, but they are seeing where things go and likе each other,” a source revealed at the time. “They are having a good time together.”
They were vacationing in Mexico together.
Whether or not he introduced her to his children has not yet been revealed, but people close to him say she’s in the room when he speaks to his kids.
Ines was spotted wearing a charm necklace with the letter B hanging on and it’s not confirmed whether if it’s in honor of her new love.
My Husband’s ‘Business Partner’ Showed Up at Our Door and Mistook Me for the Cleaning Lady — I Decided to Play Along
When a charming stranger knocked on my door, mistaking me for the cleaning lady, I decided to play along. But what began as an amusing misunderstanding quickly unraveled into a shocking revelation.
The smell of lemon cleaner hung in the air as I scrubbed the kitchen counters. The faint hum of the dishwasher filled the quiet house.
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Cleaning wasn’t my favorite activity, but it kept my hands busy and my mind clear. I had just tossed the sponge into the sink when the doorbell rang.
I opened the door to find a man standing there, tall and polished, with a smile that could have been pulled straight from a toothpaste commercial. He held a leather briefcase in one hand and a sleek phone in the other.
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“Hello!” he said brightly. “I’m looking for Mr. Lambert. You must be the cleaning lady. Liliya, right?” He stepped forward, offering a hand. “I’m his business partner, David. Nice to meet you.”
Before I could correct him, he glanced at his watch and added, “I’ve heard so much about you from Mrs. Lambert. She showed me your picture.”
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My heart skipped a beat. “Mrs. Lambert?” I asked, struggling to keep my voice steady.
“Yes! She and Greg are always such a great team,” he said with a laugh.
Mrs. Lambert? Then who am I supposed to be? The cleaning lady? My curiosity got the better of me. If he thought I was someone else, I’d play along.
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“Please, come in, sir,” I said with a small bow, trying not to laugh at the absurdity. “So, you’ve known Mr. and Mrs. Lambert for a long time?”
“Oh, years,” David said, settling onto the couch. “They’re quite the pair. Always look so happy together.”
I forced a polite smile. My pulse raced as I grabbed a glass of water, needing an excuse to leave the room for a moment. Who is this Mrs. Lambert he’s talking about?
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Back in the living room, I found David scrolling through his phone. He looked up. “You know, I have a picture of them. Let me show you.”
He passed me his phone, and my stomach dropped. There, smiling back at me, was my sister, Allison, arm in arm with Greg.
“Beautiful, isn’t she?” David said.
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I struggled to keep my composure. “When exactly was this photo taken?” I asked, my voice tight.
David didn’t notice. “Oh, about a year ago at a corporate event. Funny thing, Greg never really talked about his private life much. I thought he was single for the longest time. Then I ran into them on the street, and he introduced her as his wife.”
I swallowed hard and returned the phone to him. My ears were ringing, but David kept talking.
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“They’re such a lovely couple,” he said. “Oh, and she showed me a picture of you once. I asked her, ‘Who’s this beautiful woman?’ and she said, ‘Oh, that’s our cleaning lady.'”
My hands tightened around the glass I was holding. Cleaning lady? Is this some kind of joke?
I set the glass down and forced a smile. “You must have lots of photos of them together.”
“Absolutely! Here’s another one from the same event.” My head spun. David looked at me with concern. “Liliya, are you alright?”
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I took a deep breath, plastering a smile on my face. “I’m fine, sir. Would you like some coffee while you wait for Mr. Lambert?”
David smiled, oblivious to the storm brewing inside me. “That’d be great. Thank you.”
I walked back to the kitchen. Mrs. Lambert? My sister? What exactly is going on here?
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I returned to the living room, my heart pounding but my face composed. David sat awkwardly on the couch, stirring the coffee I’d given him. He looked up and gave me a polite smile.
“David,” I began, my voice calm but firm, “we need to talk.”
His smile faltered. “Uh, sure. About what?”
I gestured to the silver-framed photo on the mantel. “Do me a favor. Take a closer look at that picture.”
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He hesitated, then picked up the frame. His brows furrowed as he studied it. “This… this is you,” he said slowly, confusion creeping into his voice.
“That’s right,” I said. “And the man standing next to me? That’s my husband. Greg Lambert.”
David blinked, his grip on the frame tightening. “Wait. What are you saying?”
I folded my hands in my lap and leaned forward. “I’m not the cleaning lady, David. I’m Mrs. Lambert. The real Mrs. Lambert.”
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His face went pale. He put the photo back on the mantel as if it had burned him. “I… I don’t understand. I thought…” He trailed off, his mouth opening and closing like a fish out of water.
“You thought my sister, Allison, was Mrs. Lambert,” I finished for him.
He nodded, still struggling to process. “She told me… Greg introduced her as his wife. She even showed me pictures of the two of them together. I didn’t know. I swear, I didn’t know!”
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I let the silence hang for a moment, watching him squirm. Finally, I asked, “David, why did you come here today?”
He hesitated, then sighed. “I came to convince Greg to sell his share of the business to me. But… it’s complicated.”
“Complicated how?”
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“Well, the share isn’t technically in Greg’s name,” David admitted, glancing at me nervously. “It’s under Mrs. Lambert’s name. Your name.”
“And my sister forged my signature to block the sale?” I asked, my tone sharp.
David’s eyes widened. “I… I didn’t know it was forged, but yes, she stopped the sale. I thought it was your decision.”
I laughed bitterly, hiding my anger. “It wasn’t. But thank you for confirming what I suspected.”
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David looked as though he wanted to crawl under the coffee table. “I feel terrible about this. I didn’t mean to drag you into anything. If I’d known—”
“It’s fine,” I interrupted, though my voice carried a steely edge. “This isn’t your fault. But since you’re here, let’s finalize the deal. How much are you offering for Greg’s share?”
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David blinked, startled by my sudden shift in tone. “Uh, the original offer was quite substantial, but I’m willing to go higher if it means resolving this quickly.” He named a figure that made my head spin.
I kept my face neutral, though my mind raced. “That’s acceptable. I’ll handle the paperwork. Can you have your legal team send over the documents by tomorrow?”
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“Yes, absolutely,” David said, nodding eagerly. “Thank you, Mrs. Lambert. I mean—”
“Don’t worry about it,” I said with a faint smile. “Let’s just get this done.”
The next evening, Greg burst through the front door, slamming it behind him. His face was flushed with anger, his tie loosened and his jacket slung over his arm.
“What the hell did you do?!” he shouted.
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I was sitting on the couch, reading a book. I barely looked up. “Hello, Greg. Long day?”
“Don’t play games with me!” he snapped, throwing his jacket onto a chair. “You sold my share of the business! Do you even realize what you’ve done?”
I closed the book and set it on the coffee table. “I know exactly what I’ve done, Greg. I’ve solved your little problem.”
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“My problem?” he shouted, his face turning redder by the second. “You had no right to sell that share! That’s my company, my future!”
I stood up, facing him. “Wrong. The share was in my name. And after what I learned, I decided it was time to take control.”
Greg’s bluster faltered. “What… what are you talking about?”
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“I’m talking about Allison,” I said, my voice cold. “Your little ‘wife.’ Or did you think I wouldn’t find out?”
Greg froze, his mouth slightly open. “Listen, I can explain—”
“No,” I cut him off. “I’m done listening to your excuses. I’ve already spoken to a lawyer. And in case you’re wondering, yes, I’ll be filing for divorce.”
Greg’s jaw dropped. “Divorce? Are you serious?”
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“As serious as I’ve ever been,” I said, my voice calm but firm. “And since you and Allison forged my signature, I’m entitled to compensation. The sale is already finalized. David will transfer the funds to my account by the end of the week.”
Greg staggered back, collapsing into a chair. “You… you can’t do this. You’re ruining me.”
I folded my arms, staring down at him. “No, Greg. You ruined yourself.”
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Two weeks later, I walked out of my lawyer’s office with a signed divorce agreement in hand and a newfound sense of freedom. The settlement was more than generous.
Not only did I secure my rightful share of Greg’s business sale, but I also received significant compensation for the fraud committed under my name. Justice had been served.
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I cut ties with both Greg and Allison. My lawyer ensured the fraud never escalated to court, but the legal threat was enough to shatter their carefully constructed web of lies. Greg lost his business, and as far as I knew, his relationship with Allison didn’t survive the fallout.
For days, I replayed the betrayal in my mind, feeling a mixture of anger and sadness. But as time passed, anger gave way to clarity. They had taken my trust for granted, but their deceit had shown me a strength I didn’t know I had.
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Standing in my living room, I glanced at the space where Greg’s picture once sat. It was gone now, replaced by a simple vase of fresh flowers. I smiled.
This wasn’t the end of my story. It was a new beginning. And this time, I would write it on my terms.
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