THE DIVORCE GAMBIT From Dumped Wife to CEO's Forever novel Chapter 452

“Caitlin,” Freya said, taking a small cosmetic jar from her purse, “this is for you. It’s great for breakouts—dab it on three times a day and see how it works.”

Cassidy had always struggled with acne. Every change of season, her skin would rebel, no matter how many treatments or products she tried; nothing ever seemed to help.

Today was no exception.

Even under a layer of expertly applied makeup, the stubborn bumps on her cheeks were still visible.

“Thanks, Freya,” Cassidy said, accepting the little jar. “Where did you get this? My skin’s super sensitive—most acne remedies just make it worse.”

“I made it myself, actually. It’s formulated for sensitive skin, so you don’t need to worry,” Freya replied with a reassuring smile.

Hearing that, Cassidy slipped the jar into her bag. “Great, I’ll start using it tonight.”

Cassidy had seen Freya’s certification in traditional medicine—she knew Freya was skilled, and she trusted her completely.

Still, whether this ointment would actually work was anyone’s guess. Cassidy had tried every cream and potion out there, and the result was always the same.

Absolutely nothing.

Linking arms with Freya, Cassidy grinned. “Come on, let me introduce you to some friends.”

“Sure,” Freya replied, matching Cassidy’s pace as they headed into the main hall.

A lively group had already gathered inside.

Cassidy introduced Freya to everyone, one by one. Just then, Raven Cartwright approached, a smile on her lips. “Caitlin.”

“Raven!” Cassidy waved her over, beaming.

Raven watched expectantly, waiting for Freya’s answer—this was no accident; she wanted to embarrass her.

But Freya showed no sign of being ruffled. Her expression remained as calm and elegant as ever, a faint, almost mischievous smile curving her lips. She looked Raven straight in the eye and replied, “Yes, I am divorced.”

Raven feigned shock, covering her mouth with her hand. “Oh, I can’t believe it’s true! Don’t worry—I’ll keep your secret.”

Freya’s smile didn’t falter. “No need for secrecy. Divorce isn’t something shameful. It just means I ended an unhealthy relationship, that’s all.”

Then she glanced at Raven, her tone still light. “Actually, since I’ve been back in the Capital, I’ve heard some interesting things about Miss Cartwright, too. For example, I heard you spent fifteen years chasing after someone who rejected you—publicly—more times than anyone could count. I was wondering, Miss Cartwright, what kind of conviction helps you persevere for so long?”

If Raven wanted to hit below the belt, Freya could play that game too. Why let herself be bullied when she could strike back just as hard?

Freya had always believed in settling scores right then and there.