THE DIVORCE GAMBIT From Dumped Wife to CEO's Forever novel Chapter 811

No one knew the depths of Dowager Vance's pain.

She and her husband had married late.

She was in her thirties when she gave birth to Quinton, and nearly forty when Rosemary was born.

Now, her only son was gone!

What was the point of her staying alive in this world?

Although she still had a daughter. But what good was a daughter? Could a daughter carry on the family name?

Even if her daughter married, any children she had would bear another man's name.

"Quinton! Quinton!" Dowager Vance jolted awake from a nightmare, drenched in sweat.

Twenty years.

It had been twenty long years.

She was always trapped in the same recurring nightmare.

Dreaming of the time before her son passed away!

Remembering the scene from her dream, Dowager Vance pounded on her heart, sobbing uncontrollably. "Quinton! My dear boy!"

It was all Carey's fault.

That's right.

Dowager Vance had always believed Carey was responsible for Quinton's death.

After all, Quinton had been on his way to see Carey when the car crash happened.

She was a jinx! Carey was nothing but a jinx!

If it weren't for Carey, she would not only have three lively, adorable grandchildren, but also a sensible and obedient daughter-in-law.

It was all because of that bitch, Carey. She was the one who seduced her precious son.

If it weren't for Carey, how could Quinton have died?

Dowager Vance blamed Quinton's death entirely on Carey.

After Quinton died, Dowager Vance had been waiting for an opportunity for revenge.

She wanted Stuart and Carey's family of three to join her son in death!

Finally, nine months later, Dowager Vance saw a glimmer of hope.

The car carrying Stuart and Carey was involved in a serious accident.

Coincidentally, Dowager Vance happened to be at a monastery in the mountains praying for Quinton, and on her way back, she found Carey, covered in blood.

No one knew how thrilled Dowager Vance was in that moment!

Nine months. It had been nine months since her son's accident!

No one knew how she had survived those nine months.

Now, she had finally found the culprit.

She felt that everything was her fault.

Because she was constantly on medication, she never once doubted Dowager Vance.

But no matter how well Dowager Vance concealed things, Carey was a living person. If they had remained in Eldermere, the truth would have eventually come out. So, Dowager Vance used political asylum as a means to align with the Windsor family and immigrated to Valerium. For the next ten years, she continued to give Carey antidepressants.

This caused Carey's health to deteriorate, leaving her in a perpetual daze.

During her years with the Vance family, she endured endless torment.

Even after tormenting Carey for twenty years, Dowager Vance still didn't feel satisfied. After all, her precious son had lost his life!

Carey deserved to atone for her son's death!

At this thought, her face twisted into a vicious expression. "Someone! Someone come here!"

A maid on the night shift immediately pushed the door open and entered. "Madam, what are your orders?"

Dowager Vance continued, "Go and bring that bitch Flavia Cartwright to me!"

"Yes, Madam."

Although she didn't know why Dowager Vance was summoning her so late at night, Carey still came.

"Mother," Carey said, still in her pajamas. "You called for me."

"Kneel!" Dowager Vance looked at Carey's face and sneered.

Carey could only bend her knees and kneel.