THE DIVORCE GAMBIT From Dumped Wife to CEO's Forever novel Chapter 549

Even though Celia had ignored all the warnings—brought this on herself, some would say—Jennifer still felt deeply upset.

After all, she and Celia had grown up together.

They shared a bond that went back years.

Choking back tears, Jennifer looked at Mrs. Lewis, her eyes red and brimming with emotion. “Freya! We can’t let Freya get away with this, Mrs. Lewis. You have to avenge Miss Palmer, make Freya pay with her life—give Miss Palmer justice!”

Her voice broke at the end, and she finally let herself sob.

Caitlin!

It was all Caitlin’s fault.

If Caitlin hadn’t interfered, none of this would have happened to Celia.

Right then, Jennifer wanted nothing more than to strangle Caitlin herself.

Only then would her anger be satisfied.

Mrs. Lewis stood frozen, her face drained of color, struggling to keep her balance.

It was unthinkable. Just last night, she’d chatted with her niece on a video call—how could Celia be gone so suddenly, lost forever?

But Mrs. Lewis tried to steady herself, clinging to denial.

No.

It can’t be true.

Celia can’t be gone. She can’t be.

Swallowing her panic, she forced herself to calm down, lifted her hand, and knocked on the door again. “Celia, it’s your aunt. Celia?”

No answer.

No matter how hard Mrs. Lewis knocked, the room stayed silent.

Now Mrs. Lewis was truly frightened. She spun around to the butler behind her. “Hurry! Break down the door!”

The butler nodded and moved quickly, bracing himself before kicking at the door.

Thud!

The door held firm.

But the sound echoed through the hallway.

Mrs. Lewis’s face hardened. “Again. Kick it again!”

Thank God.

No one could have guessed how relieved Mrs. Lewis was in that moment.

Celia finally started to process what was happening, looking at the woman hugging her in confusion. “Auntie? What are you doing here?”

Mrs. Lewis was on the verge of tears. “Celia, I’m just so glad you’re alright. You have no idea—you scared me half to death.”

She’d been convinced something terrible had happened.

Celia was still bewildered. “Auntie, what’s going on?”

Jennifer stared at Celia, swallowing her shock. “Miss Palmer, are you sure you’re feeling alright? No pain anywhere?”

“No, I’m fine!” Celia replied, stretching a little. “Honestly, I feel fantastic.”

Jennifer stared at her, dumbfounded.

Fine? How could that be?

Celia had taken Caitlin’s pills, and today was supposed to be the final day—how could she possibly be okay?

Mrs. Lewis gripped Celia’s hand. “Let’s go inside. Come in and let your aunt have a good look at you—to make sure you’re really alright!”