THE DIVORCE GAMBIT From Dumped Wife to CEO's Forever novel Chapter 930

He was so scared. He could swear on his life that he had no idea Caitlin was Gordon's girlfriend. This was a setup. It was a complete and utter injustice! If he had known Caitlin was connected to Master Ninth, he wouldn't have dared to make a move, not even if he had ten times the courage.

Gordon's lips curled into a slight, dangerous smile. He flexed his right hand, his knuckles cracking loudly. "Who gave you the nerve to try and steal from me? Hmm?"

Will felt his airway constrict. Just as he thought he was about to meet his end, a pleasant voice cut through the tense atmosphere.

"Gordon."

Instantly, the suffocating aura around Gordon vanished. He straightened his clothes and turned to face the newcomer. In the blink of an eye, the raging beast was gone, replaced by the calm, elegant gentleman he usually appeared to be.

"Catie."

Will, suddenly rescued, scrambled to react. He quickly moved to Gordon's side. "Ma'am, hello! I'm Will. I'm so terribly sorry. I had no idea you were Master Ninth's girlfriend. I've been so disrespectful, please, I beg you, forgive my ignorance and don't hold it against me!" He punctuated his apology with a deep, sincere bow to Caitlin.

"Please, forgive me!"

Will was no fool. He knew that in this situation, he had to make his position crystal clear, draw a firm line, and get Caitlin's forgiveness. It was the only way he might also earn Gordon's.

Caitlin was completely bewildered. She looked from Will to Gordon and back again. "You two know each other?"

Gordon wrapped an arm around her shoulder, his eyes fixed on Will as he emphasized, "We used to."

Used to? As in, not now. Not ever again. And for the first time, Will felt true fear take hold.

Watching them go, Will stood frozen in place, not daring to follow, not daring to move. He was a picture of pathetic, helpless misery.

Gordon strode quickly, carrying Caitlin all the way to the parking lot. Though Caitlin weighed nearly a hundred pounds, his years of training meant his toned physique handled the load with ease; he wasn't even breathing heavily.

Once settled in the passenger seat, Caitlin buckled her seatbelt. "Let's get barbecue. I haven't had it in ages."

"Okay," Gordon nodded.

Thirty minutes later, his million-dollar supercar pulled up in front of a barbecue joint. It was a well-loved local spot that had been open for over twenty years. It being lunchtime, the place was bustling and chaotic. When Caitlin and Gordon arrived, there was fortunately one empty table.

Caitlin dropped her bag on a chair and went with Gordon to pick out their food from the refrigerated display. This was far from the first time Gordon had eaten at a place like this with Caitlin, so he was a seasoned pro. After selecting what he wanted, he told the owner, "Make the sauce extra spicy, and we'll have a leg of lamb too."