THE DIVORCE GAMBIT From Dumped Wife to CEO's Forever novel Chapter 715

[He's a parasite on Gonzales Holdings! Good riddance! I hope Mr. Gonzales and Miss Gonzales never forgive him.]

[I did a quick search, and this Clark Blake is a real piece of work! His first wife gave him three daughters, but he resented her for not giving him a son. He abandoned the woman who supported him from the beginning and married his young, beautiful mistress! The mistress gave him a son, who is now ten years old.]

[Wow! This guy is rotten to the core!]

By the time Clark Blake got home and saw the news, his world had shattered. How had netizens managed to dig up his past? Now, he had lost both face and fortune.

He collapsed onto the sofa like a deflated balloon, his expression one of utter defeat.

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At the Gonzales residence, Keira was scrolling through her phone, a smile on her face as she watched the news clip about Clark Blake. She walked over to Caitlin. "Freya, were you the one who hired those reporters to interview Clark Blake?"

"I was," Caitlin replied, holding Monday's leash, ready for their walk. She gave a slight nod.

Keira gave her a big thumbs-up. "Brilliant, Freya! That was an absolutely brilliant move!"

*That's my granddaughter!* At that moment, Keira's eyes shone with pride.

"With that one move, you completely cut off all his options. He won't be able to cause any trouble now, even if he wanted to!"

Keira despised Clark Blake as well. His first wife, Florence Shepherd, hadn't just borne him three daughters. Back when Clark was poor, Florence had even paid for his university education. It was no exaggeration to say that without Florence, there would be no Clark Blake. And what did he do? The moment he became successful, he abandoned her because of his preference for sons.

A man like that was rotten from the inside out. But since he had been a long-time shareholder of Gonzales Holdings, Keira couldn't force him out. Plus, he was cunning and vengeful, making him a difficult opponent. She never imagined that the wily old fox would finally meet his match at the hands of her precious granddaughter.

The new generation truly surpasses the old.

After discussing Clark Blake, Caitlin looked at Keira. "Grandma, I'm going to take Monday for a walk now."

"Alright," Keira nodded with a smile. "Go on."

Caitlin started to leave with Monday.

Otherwise, why would he, out of the blue, ask her to call him Vest? Across the entire Capital, how many people could address him so informally? There's an old saying: to take, one must first give. Keira suspected that Gordon's friendly gesture was a tactic to make her lower her guard.

Hearing this, Caitlin looked at her grandmother. "Grandma, don't overthink it. I saved his life. Forget calling him Vest; you could call him a brat and he'd have to take it."

"Hahaha!"

Even someone as serious as Keira couldn't help but chuckle at Caitlin's words. "You child, when did you learn to be so cheeky?"

"I'm just telling the truth," Caitlin said.

Keira asked again, "Do you see him often?"

"We have dinner together occasionally," Caitlin explained. "We're friends, after all."

Keira nodded slightly, taking Caitlin's hand. "Freya, with Gordon, just keep it as a casual friendship. Whatever you do, don't let it develop into a romantic relationship."