THE DIVORCE GAMBIT From Dumped Wife to CEO's Forever novel Chapter 722

"What is it?"

"The bet Ms. Gonzales signed with Mr. Barrett! I heard if she can't create a smash-hit product in time, all her shares go to him. And that's not even the worst part. When Mr. Gonzales woke up, he transferred all of the company's shares to her name!"

A wave of shock went through the group.

If Stuart Gonzales hadn't transferred his shares, he could have at least protected her stake in the company. Before, Caitlin only held the 20% from Keira, while her father held the majority.

"Wait! Does this mean Ms. Gonzales is going to be forced out of Gonzales Holdings for good?"

"Mr. Gonzales must have an incredible amount of faith in her."

"Man, this is so unfair to Ms. Gonzales. She finally turned things around and brought Gonzales Holdings back to the top with the Smith pill scandal, only to lose the whole company to Mr. Barrett…"

"I wouldn't say it's entirely unfair. Ms. Gonzales is brilliant, that's true, but she's also overconfident. Anyone with a brain knows you don't sign a bet like that. The skincare industry isn't something you can just waltz into. If developing a new product was as easy as eating and sleeping, Gonzales Holdings wouldn't have been stuck in a rut all these years."

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The news about the Smith pills was still trending. The death toll in Valerium had risen to over a thousand, while thankfully, Eldermere had only one fatality.

Just then, another story exploded online.

The trending topics were:

#FreyaGonzalesBet

#TheWagerDetails

Caitlin's name was now a magnet for online traffic. The moment these topics appeared, thousands of comments poured in. Even Stuart found himself cornered by reporters at his front door.

"Mr. Gonzales, is it true that you transferred all your shares in Gonzales Holdings to Ms. Gonzales?"

"Yes, that's correct." Stuart stood before the cameras, his composure unshakable as he nodded.

"And were you aware of the bet between Miss Gonzales and Mr. Barrett?"

"And if Ms. Gonzales fails to deliver by the deadline, will you go back on your word? Are you truly willing to let her walk away from Gonzales Holdings with nothing?"

The reporters' questions came one after another, each one sharper than the last.

The curve of Leo's smile deepened. He couldn't wait to see how Stuart would handle this.

"You might as well ask me those questions."

Just then, a clear female voice cut through the noise. It was pleasant, yet commanding.

Leo, watching on his TV, narrowed his eyes, a dangerous glint appearing in them.

A slender figure walked up to stand beside Stuart. She wore a baseball cap, a black face mask, a white shirt, and black pants. She stood tall and poised, revealing only a pair of stunning, almond-shaped eyes as she looked directly into the camera.

"Hello, everyone. I'm Freya."

It was a simple statement, but it landed with the force of a gavel.