THE DIVORCE GAMBIT From Dumped Wife to CEO's Forever novel Chapter 565

This was, of course, a deliberate provocation. Ann knew Caitlin wouldn't dare attend. But if Caitlin didn't show up, who would she humiliate? The entire point of the party would be lost. Celia despised Caitlin. If Celia saw her at the party, it would be a clash of titans, a truly spectacular scene. Ann could barely contain her glee.

"Freya, if you're too scared, that's fine," she added sweetly. "I never like to force people to do things they don't want to do."

Caitlin had no interest in Ann's petty games. But now that Ann had brought the fight to her doorstep, she couldn't just back down. That would be letting Ann down, wouldn't it? Very well. She would play along.

Caitlin looked down at Ann, her voice calm and steady. "Since you've personally invited me, of course I'll come and join the fun."

She was naturally taller than Ann, and her commanding presence made her seem even more imposing.

Ann was surprised that Caitlin had taken the bait so easily. What a country bumpkin. Not a single strategic thought in her head. All it took was a few taunts, and she agreed to walk right into the lion's den. Didn't she know how much Celia hated her?

Ann concealed her delight. "Excellent. The party is in the main hall at 10:18 AM. Be on time, Freya. I promise today will be a day you'll never forget."

From this day forward, Caitlin would no longer be the golden child.

"I'm sure," Caitlin replied coolly. "It will be a day you'll never forget, too."

Ann scoffed internally. Caitlin was truly pathetic. She probably didn't even understand the veiled threat in her words. Country folk were so dense. She was about to become a laughingstock and was completely oblivious.

"I have other things to attend to," Ann said, turning to leave. "Remember, Freya, be there on time. Don't disappoint me."

With that, she walked away. The party was still two hours away, but she had preparations to make.

"Woof! Woof! Woof!" Monday barked furiously at Ann's retreating back. Bad woman! Bad woman! The bad woman who insults Mama. I'll bite her! Bite that bad woman!

Caitlin knelt and stroked Monday's large head. "Monday, be a good boy. No barking."

Monday glanced at Caitlin and obediently fell silent. But when he looked up and saw Ann's figure in the distance, he started barking again.

Caitlin found it strange. Had Ann done something to Monday? Or did dogs have a sixth sense for bad people?

"Alright, Monday, she's gone. No more barking."

Seeing Monday's distress, Caitlin bent down and placed Snow on the ground. "Snow, go play with Monday."

The moment Snow's paws touched the grass, Monday erupted into an ecstatic dance.

Snow just stared. *I can't watch this. What a smelly, stupid, idiotic dog.*

Ten minutes later, Snow was covered in dog slobber.

*Ugh. I'm unclean.* Snow made a gagging face and began meticulously grooming herself.

The scene made Caitlin laugh. She took a video and sent it to Gordon Sylvester. Gordon had a habit of immediately opening any message from Caitlin, and today was no exception. What he forgot, however, was that he was in the middle of a meeting. The finance department was giving him their quarterly report.

The quiet conference room was suddenly filled with a bright, cheerful voice from his phone. "Gordon, look! Your cat Snow is just like you—a total neat freak!"

The room fell silent. Everyone froze. Gordon? Just like *you*? They weren't mishearing things, were they? In this world, besides his closest family, who would dare address him by his first name?