THE DIVORCE GAMBIT From Dumped Wife to CEO's Forever novel Chapter 782

From where she sat, Celeste could only see Caitlin's profile. Her skin was a delicate, flawless white, her lips a soft pink. Her nose was perfectly straight, and her almond-shaped eyes sparkled as if she were wearing contacts, radiating an inner light. She was so radiant that even doing nothing, just sitting there, was enough to take one's breath away.

Celeste had never believed in love at first sight, but now she did. If she were a man, she was sure she would have fallen for Caitlin instantly too.

"Love at first sight?" Caitlin raised an eyebrow. "Do you really think he likes me? That was a performance, not a confession. It's just a game for a royal like him, and I'm just a piece on the board. The one who takes it seriously is the one who loses."

There was no such thing as love at first sight in this world, only lust at first sight.

Celeste stroked her chin, considering it. The more she thought about it, the more it made sense, especially recalling the arrogant way Will had stood before Caitlin. "You're so sharp, Catie! I didn't even think of that."

Celeste was a sucker for a handsome face, and Will was the epitome of a foreign heartthrob. He had the lineage and the looks; dating someone like him didn't seem like such a terrible thing. If she were in Caitlin's shoes, she might have been swayed by his appearance.

As for Caitlin's claim about having a boyfriend, Celeste didn't give it a second thought. It was obviously just an excuse to fend him off, so she didn't bother asking about it.

***

Meanwhile, at Lance's villa, he was impatiently waiting for an obituary from Palmer Castle. A final rally typically lasted only a day. Today was the second day, which meant it was likely Brock's last.

Lance checked his watch. It was past nine in the evening.

He narrowed his eyes and looked at Alfred. "Contact Yago."

Yago was the servant Lance had planted inside Palmer Castle.

"Right away, sir."

Alfred made the call. After a brief conversation, he hung up.

Lance asked eagerly, "What did Yago say? Is Brock on his last legs?"

Alfred's expression was complicated. He hesitated for a moment before speaking. "Yago said… Patriarch Brock looks even better today than he did yesterday. He can already walk on his own now."

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