THE DIVORCE GAMBIT From Dumped Wife to CEO's Forever novel Chapter 483

The door swung open.

In that instant, Katrina straightened her back, pasted on her brightest smile, and clung tightly to Xavier’s arm as they stepped into the foyer.

She was nervous.

Utterly, painfully nervous.

The Richards family was one of those sprawling clans, and today, almost every member had gathered to welcome her.

From grandparents to grandchildren—everyone was here.

Xavier sensed the tension radiating from Katrina, so he squeezed her hand with a reassuring smile. “Relax. Just stick by me. There are a lot of people, but all you need to do is follow my lead when it comes to introductions.”

“Okay,” Katrina managed, nodding.

Trying to ease her nerves, Xavier lowered his voice. “Freya even prepared a welcome gift for you.”

“A welcome gift?” Katrina’s eyes widened in surprise as she looked up at him. “Really?”

He nodded. “Absolutely. So, you have nothing to worry about. My family is already very fond of you.”

Caitlin had, in fact, picked out a gift for Katrina—an elegant emerald necklace.

There was still a stretch of hallway before they reached the main hall.

As the two approached, all eyes in the room turned their way—some curious, some appraising.

Caitlin, who was in the middle of slicing an apple, paused mid-cut, her brows knitting together.

Why did this girl look so familiar?

Noticing Caitlin’s strange expression, Hannah glanced over. “What’s wrong, Freya?”

Caitlin shook her head slightly. “It’s nothing. Must just be my imagination.”

With nearly a hundred feet still between Xavier and Katrina and the rest of the family, surely she was mistaken.

But the closer they got, the heavier the pressure seemed to bear down on Katrina. Her palms were damp and cold with sweat.

She was simply overwhelmed—after all, today was pivotal for her.

If she could just make it through this evening, she’d become the lady of the Richards family’s fourth house.

Click—clack.

The hall was so quiet that the sound of Katrina’s heels echoed across the marble.

Xavier led her straight to Hannah. “Katrina, this is my grandmother.”

“Grandma, this is my girlfriend, Katrina.”

Katrina was so anxious she barely dared lift her gaze. She bent forward, almost in a bow. “Hello, Mrs. Richards, I’m Katrina.”

Hannah nodded, her eyes flickering with a trace of surprise.

She won’t even look up. Not exactly the picture of confidence, this girl.

Hannah had always preferred women who were poised and self-assured.

Xavier didn’t let the awkwardness linger. He gestured to the young woman beside Hannah. “And this is my sister, Freya. Just call her Freya. Freya, this is my girlfriend, Katrina.”

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