THE DIVORCE GAMBIT From Dumped Wife to CEO's Forever novel Chapter 822

"Answer me! Who are you trying to seduce!"

"You tramp! You're nothing but a promiscuous tramp!"

Dowager Vance held Carey's hair in a death grip with one hand. With the other, she pulled out a needle she always carried and began stabbing it into Carey's body, one prick after another, without mercy.

Today was Rosemary's birthday. There could be no blood.

So, a needle was the perfect tool.

It was excruciatingly painful but wouldn't leave any obvious marks.

As she jabbed, Dowager Vance hissed, "I'll kill you, you whore! Shameless! My son died because of you, and you're already trying to lure other men! I'll teach you to seduce men!"

A wave of familiar terror washed over Carey, her eyes widening. She remembered—twenty years ago, right after she had woken up, Dowager Vance had used a needle on her then, too.

But it had been so long since she'd used one.

The pain was sharp and overwhelming. The moment the needle pierced her flesh, it felt like she couldn't breathe.

Dowager Vance's cruel, twisted face blurred and merged with the face from twenty years ago, then sharpened into focus.

At the same time, a man's voice echoed in her mind: "I want our daughter to be free and unrestrained. What if we name her Free?"

Then a gentle woman's voice replied, "Free sounds a bit strange for a girl. How about Freya?"

"That's perfect, Carey. Our daughter's name will be Freya Gonzales. We'll call her Freya for short."

Carey…Freya...

Something felt like it was trying to claw its way out of Carey's mind.

Torn between the physical agony from Dowager Vance and the searing pain in her head, she finally succumbed, collapsing to the floor.

*Thud!*

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