THE DIVORCE GAMBIT From Dumped Wife to CEO's Forever novel Chapter 372

What a shame.

She’d raised a daughter with barely a lick of sense.

Caitlin glanced over at Annie. “Draw up a contract,” she said.

Annie hesitated, looking uneasily at Keira.

This kind of bet was practically a signed death warrant.

Without Keira’s approval, Annie didn’t dare take a step.

But Keira trusted her granddaughter completely.

In her eyes, Caitlin never took a risk she couldn’t handle.

“Go ahead,” Keira nodded.

With Keira’s permission, Annie immediately set to work on the agreement.

It wasn’t long before Annie returned, contract in hand.

Leo, eager to make sure Caitlin wouldn’t back out, signed his name without hesitation. Then he pushed the paperwork toward her. “Your turn, Miss Gonzales.”

Caitlin picked up the pen and signed her name with a flourish.

Two copies—one for each of them.

Leo held his copy, a glint of triumph in his eyes. “Well then, Miss Gonzales, you’d better prepare to pack your things and get out of Gonzales Holdings.”

Caitlin merely smiled. “Let’s not get ahead of ourselves, Chairman Barrett. You might want to prepare yourself instead.”

Leo let out a laugh at that.

What a naïve little girl.

Did she really think a knack for numbers would make her a product genius?

Utterly ridiculous.

If launching a hit product were that easy, Gonzales Holdings wouldn’t still be riding the coattails of its old bestsellers after all these years.

As the meeting adjourned, Caitlin turned to Keira. “Grandma, let’s go.”

“What an idiot! Who does she think she is? Six months? Please! Even if you gave her ten years—twenty—she’d never get Gonzales Holdings up to international standards!”

Amanda had been worrying about how to kick Caitlin out.

Now, it seemed, she didn’t have to lift a finger.

Ann, busy taking her medication, looked up curiously. “Mom, what’s going on? Who’s the idiot? What international standards?”

Amanda recounted everything that had happened at the company that day.

Ann narrowed her eyes thoughtfully. “Mom, how do you think Caitlin spotted the problems in the financials?”

“It had to be your grandmother who told her!” Amanda huffed. “Your grandmother’s as cunning as they come—she knows exactly where to strike. Too bad that country bumpkin let her down.”

If Caitlin hadn’t made this ridiculous bet, she might’ve stayed on her feet at Gonzales Holdings.

But now?

She’d be gone for good.

Amanda’s gaze slid over to Ann, her eyes full of satisfaction. “Ann, once Caitlin’s out, you’ll be the sole heir to Gonzales Holdings.”