THE DIVORCE GAMBIT From Dumped Wife to CEO's Forever novel Chapter 201

No one could fathom just how shocked Ike was right now.

That was Master Ninth—yes, the Master Ninth—standing at the absolute pinnacle of the financial world.

A man who could make or break Eldermere with a single move.

And yet, here he was.

Eating at a roadside food cart.

It was almost surreal—he seemed so down-to-earth!

When Ike blurted this out, Skyler Cumming just laughed, “You must be seeing things. No way! My uncle’s a total neat freak—he’d never go near street food, trust me!”

Summer in the city meant swarms of flies and mosquitoes.

And Gordon Sylvester? The king of germaphobes.

For someone like him, eating at a sidewalk stall in the summer was basically starring in his own personal disaster movie.

Besides, Gordon was stubborn as a mule. If he didn’t want to do something, no one could make him—not even his own family.

Forget street food.

Gordon wouldn’t even set foot in a place that didn’t have at least three stars.

So, Ike had to be mistaken.

“I’m not, I swear I’m not!” Ike insisted, never taking his eyes off Gordon. “Just slow down, will you? Turn your head and look. You’ll see Master Ninth! And there’s a girl with him, too!”

The girl had her back to Ike, so he couldn’t make out her face.

But even from behind, her posture and aura were enough to tell him she must be stunning.

There was something so regal about her, so untouchable—like some kind of goddess.

Ike marveled silently.

Trust Master Ninth to have such impeccable taste.

Skyler burst out laughing. “Oh, come on! That’s impossible! I can’t even get my uncle to eat street food, and you think some random girl could drag him to a food cart?”

Her uncle was the definition of a straight-laced guy—no way he’d go on a food run with a woman. Especially not to a street vendor.

That was just common sense.

Skyler clearly didn’t believe a word Ike said, and Ike was getting desperate. “I’m telling you, I saw it! Please, just pull over, okay? Stop the car and take a look for yourself! It really is Master Ninth!”

If Skyler wasn’t driving, Ike would’ve yanked his head around to make him look.

It was infuriating.

How could anyone be this stubborn?

But Skyler just shrugged him off. “There’s no point! You don’t know my uncle at all. He’s practically an angel fallen from heaven—do you really think he’d stoop to street food? Unless it starts raining fire, there’s no way he’d take a girl to a food cart. And do you see fire raining from the sky?”

“Just stop the car, please! Let’s go check together.” Ike was nearly beside himself, half tempted to start a fistfight.

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