THE DIVORCE GAMBIT From Dumped Wife to CEO's Forever novel Chapter 140

Skyler scratched his head. "People always want to show off their best side to the world, so the clips they share are probably the most exciting moments from the game. There's no way they can keep up that level all the time."

Gordon's lips curved into a faint smile. "Let's wait and see, then. I'm looking forward to Miss Kensington's masterpiece."

What he looked forward to even more, though, was meeting the real Miss Kensington.

He headed downstairs.

There, he found Caitlin sitting with Beatrice and Alaina, sipping tea and chatting together.

Caitlin was like a hidden treasure.

She might be young, but she possessed a depth and eloquence well beyond her years. No matter what the topic, she always had her own unique perspective—never just parroting others to please them. Anyone who talked with her would always find themselves learning something new.

Beatrice had been charmed by Caitlin from the moment they met, and the more they talked, the more she liked her. She gazed at Caitlin with such adoration, her eyes practically sparkled with stars.

Oh my goodness!

How could there be a girl this beautiful and this brilliant in the world?

If Caitlin could become her daughter-in-law, the Sylvester family would be blessed beyond measure!

Her son had better not mess this up!

"Grandma, I brought Uncle Gordon," Skyler announced at that moment.

At his words, Beatrice immediately waved them over. "Gordon, Skyler—come, come!"

The two of them walked over.

Gordon led the way, greeting her first. "Miss Kensington."

Coincidentally, both of them were wearing crisp white shirts today.

Standing together, they looked unexpectedly harmonious—an absolute treat for the eyes.

Gordon's sharp eyes narrowed slightly.

Who would've thought that silly book actually came in handy?

Miss Kensington and he clearly shared similar taste.

"Mr. Sylvester," Caitlin replied, glancing up with composure and meeting his gaze directly. "Have you been feeling unwell lately? Any discomfort?"

"Not really," Gordon answered, shaking his head slightly.

Caitlin picked up a nearby medical kit. "Let's check your pulse, just in case."

She retrieved a small cushion from the kit.

Gordon sat down across from her and rested his hand on the cushion.

His hands were striking—long, elegant fingers, neatly trimmed nails with a healthy sheen, pale skin with a hint of blue veins beneath, so flawless one could hardly resist the urge to touch.

Caitlin, who had a soft spot for beautiful hands, couldn't help but feel her mood lift at the sight. She pressed her fingers gently against his wrist. Her touch was warm, sending a subtle, tingling sensation through him—soft as the finest marble.

They were sitting close—close enough for him to notice her thick, curled lashes and the flawless porcelain texture of her skin, almost poreless.

For a moment, Gordon could actually hear his heartbeat.

"Meow!"

Suddenly, a plump black cat leapt into Caitlin's lap, meowing loudly for attention.

Caitlin immediately scooped up the chubby feline, surprised and delighted. "Well, aren't you the sweetest thing!"

Skyler stared in disbelief. "Boss Caitlin! It actually let you hold it!"

The others on the couch looked equally shocked, as if witnessing some earth-shattering event.

Even Gordon, usually so composed, watched with a hint of surprise as Caitlin cuddled the cat.

Caitlin looked puzzled. "Doesn't it usually like being held?"

Skyler shook his head. "Not at all. It's got a terrible attitude—acts more like a dog than a cat, always getting into trouble. Scratches and bites everyone!"

"So it's a little two-faced, huh?" Caitlin couldn't help but give the cat's chubby cheek a kiss, thoroughly smitten. "What's its name?"

"Snow," Alaina replied.

Snow?

Caitlin glanced down at the jet-black, hefty cat, brow furrowed in confusion. "Who named it?"

A black cat named Snow?

That's… abstract.

Beatrice chuckled as she looked at Caitlin. "Gordon named her. He found Snow in a trash bin outside, just a newborn—her umbilical cord hadn't even fallen off yet, and it was the dead of winter. Everyone thought she wouldn't make it, but somehow she did. That's why she's called Snow. She's always been closest to Gordon, and until now, he was the only one she'd let hold her. Not even me! Catie, it seems you and Snow have a special connection."