THE DIVORCE GAMBIT From Dumped Wife to CEO's Forever novel Chapter 275

In Amanda’s eyes, Caitlin was nothing more than damaged goods—a divorced woman with a tarnished reputation. How could she possibly compare to her precious daughter?

Her Ann had always been bright and quick-witted, raised on the best education money could buy. She’d started learning foreign languages as a baby, and by twelve, she was fluent in three. Amanda had hired private tutors to refine her manners and poise, and Ann could play both the violin and piano. She danced ballet and folk dances with equal grace.

She’d skipped three grades in elementary school, and now, at just twenty-two, Ann had already completed her undergraduate degree and was halfway through her master’s. More importantly, she excelled not only academically, but professionally as well. She’d launched her own skincare line and even had a clothing brand to her name.

Now she was working at Gonzales Holdings, personally mentored by Keira, who was grooming her as the next leader of the company.

And Caitlin? What was she, really?

Nineteen years old, with nothing to show for herself. Not only had she accomplished nothing, she’d already been divorced. Business acumen? Please—Amanda doubted the girl could even string together a proper sentence in English.

Someone like that would only embarrass the Gonzales family.

So what if Keira brought Caitlin back? Even if she did, Caitlin could never become the heir to Gonzales Holdings.

Amanda narrowed her eyes. Only her Ann deserved that position—rightfully and without question.

The more Amanda thought about it, the more convinced she became, her satisfaction growing with every passing second.

Ann, listening to her mother’s reasoning, found herself agreeing, though a sliver of doubt lingered. She glanced up at Amanda. “Mom, are you sure you checked everything? Freya’s really just some country nobody who’s been married twice?”

“Of course I checked, sweetheart. Do you think I’d be careless about something this important? Here, look for yourself—these are the documents on that little country girl.”

Amanda handed her a folder. Ann took it and began to sift through the papers inside—Caitlin’s records. More specifically, her records from before the divorce.

Ann’s eyes widened as soon as she saw Caitlin’s photo. “It’s her! I knew it!”

No wonder. No wonder she’d gotten such a bad feeling the first time she met Caitlin. Clearly, that instinct wasn’t for nothing.

See? Now Caitlin was here, trying to take what rightfully belonged to her.

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