THE DIVORCE GAMBIT From Dumped Wife to CEO's Forever novel Chapter 96

Hearing his mother's words, Larkin felt a rush of curiosity and admiration for the young woman who had helped her.

In today's world, it's rare to find someone who does a good deed and asks for nothing in return.

"By the way, Mom, what's her name?" Larkin asked. "How old is she?"

"Her last name is Kensington," Irene replied right away. "She looked no older than seventeen or eighteen, and she's very pretty."

Larkin was stunned. "That young? And she's a girl?"

He'd met plenty of skilled practitioners of holistic medicine over the years.

But someone so young and so accomplished? That was new.

Most of the renowned doctors he knew were well past fifty.

Irene nodded. "Exactly! That's why I say she's remarkable."

Larkin's eyes widened in amazement. After a few moments, he nodded. "Alright, Mom. I'll arrange for someone to look for her right away."

**

The Royal Court Restaurant.

Victor had already been waiting for some time.

Led by a waiter, Caitlin hurried over. "Sorry I'm late, I ran into a bit of trouble on the way."

"No worries, Miss Kensington. I just got here myself."

With that, Victor gestured to the waiter to bring out the food.

The waiter nodded. "Right away, sir."

Caitlin took her seat across from Victor.

The dishes arrived shortly after.

Victor handed Caitlin a tablet. "Miss Kensington, our game is ready to launch at any time, but we're still missing one thing—a spokesperson."

Caitlin nodded slightly. "Do you have anyone in mind?"

"Since our game draws heavily on traditional heritage and aims to promote cultural pride, with some levels even featuring nearly forgotten artisan crafts, I was hoping to invite the renowned Western art master, Academician Chatham, to represent the game." Victor paused, then continued, "But Academician Chatham is a true legend in the field. She's famously reclusive and not swayed by money or fame—foreign research institutes have tried to recruit her with blank checks and failed. She's never participated in any commercial collaboration before. Now, The Chandler Group is also trying to secure her as their spokesperson. Old Mrs. Chandler used to be her classmate, so their chances are probably even higher."

If Apex could convince Academician Chatham to endorse their game, it would be a record-breaking achievement.

Imperial Ascent would instantly rise above the crowd of online games.

"The Chandler Group wants Academician Chatham as well?" Caitlin arched an eyebrow.

She'd even attended state banquets, for heaven's sake.

Victor should know his own limits.

The secretary continued, "Mr. Chandler, our team also discovered that Victor just met with Miss Kensington. She seemed quite confident about meeting Academician Chatham and has already started editing together the heritage segments from their game. I'm concerned…"

Ever since Caitlin joined Apex Game Studios, they'd even managed to win the Sylvester Group bid, so the secretary's worries weren't unfounded.

Julian snorted, brushing off the concern. "Caitlin? She thinks she can get an audience with Academician Chatham?"

If Caitlin had any connection at all, it was that back when she and Julian were still married, she could have been considered Old Mrs. Chandler's granddaughter-in-law. Maybe, if they hadn't divorced, Academician Chatham might have agreed to see Caitlin out of respect for Old Mrs. Chandler.

But now? They were divorced. Caitlin thought she could still rely on that link to meet Chatham?

Utterly delusional.

Without missing a beat, Julian said, "Contact Academician Chatham's assistant. Tell them I'll be visiting this evening."

They'd already stumbled once on a major bid—there could be no more mistakes with the spokesperson. Academician Chatham had to be The Chandler Group's ambassador.

The secretary replied respectfully, "I've already reached out. Academician Chatham's assistant says she's not feeling well and is currently in the hospital."

"In the hospital? Which one?" Julian sat up straight at once.