Jilted Ex-wife Billionaire Heiress

Chapter 111 American Gigolo

'The next time you are calling, I hope it's to discuss the Solaro project, Darya said. 'I sincerely hope, M Cavanaugh, that you are able to separate the business from the personal. Or I'll be forced to blacklist you number. And your friend's number.'

she hung up.

For a fleeting moment, she felt bad about yelling at Micah.

His father was the one who committed the offence, after all.

But then she was over it.

If she really was Darya Miller, a girl with no background, no money and no power, she'd be crushed like a bug

by now,

Matthias leaned forward. 'You handled that very well, my dear,'

Darya shrugged. 'It's easy when you hold all the cards. The Cavanaughs have to be nice to me as long as I still

have the jade ring.'

Matthias stroked his chin. 'What's so special about that ring? I'm curious.'

'I'll show you once we get home.'

Meanwhile, Micah stared at his own reflection on the black phone screen, breathing hard.

'Um, could I have my phone back?' Ryan ventured to ask.

He was afraid his friend was going to smash it in a moment of rage.

Micah handed over the phone.

'Don't be mad.' Ryan swiftly tucked his phone away, out of harm's range. 'I'm sure there's another way out. I'm already talking to a friend of a friend, who can put me in touch with a guy. He's said to be an excellent forger. I'll give him a picture of the jade ring. He's going to make an exact copy. You won't be able to tell the differe Give it to your old man, and this whole thing will be over. What do you say?'

Micah just drummed his fingers on the desk. 'Let's call that a last resort.'

'Come on, man! It's the only resort. What else are you gonna do? Your father's never going to yield. Neither, apparently, is your ex-wife. I hate to see you get caught in the middle. This whole thing over a stupid ring, it's ridiculous. You shouldn't be wasting your time on something petty like this.'

Micah pushed back his chair and stood up. 'I appreciate your concern. Thanks for dropping by. Now I need to get back to work.'

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Darya wouldn't answer his calls.

Micah had no choice but to borrow Ryan's phone.

'You are kicking me out?' Ryan protested. 'No way. I'm not leaving.'

He dropped into a visitor's chair. 'I sacrificed my dignity for you, man. I had to swallow my pride and apologise to that woman. Do you know how that makes me feel?'

'You do owe her an apology,' Micah said. 'You shouldn't have forced her to donate blood to Regina.'

'Says the pot to the kettle,' Ryan muttered under his breath. 'As if you haven't done the exact same thing before.'

'What was that?'

'Nothing.' Ryan scratched his chin. 'Ooh, I just thought of another way!'

He pulled out his phone and started tapping away. 'The Paragon Group is hosting a corporate party at the end of this week. I got the e-vite. Darya's got to be there, right? She's the VP, after all. You can come with me. Work your charm, bat your eyes, butter her up. With the help of plenty of alcohol, maybe she can be sweet- talked into seeing things your way.'

Ryan nodded, pleased by his own suggestion. 'I've read about this someplace before. It's called a honey trap, I think. Trust me, it's gonna work. It'll probably help if you show up to the party dressed like Richard Gere. Chicks dig that look, you know."

'Who?' Micah frowned.

'You know, Richard Gere? Julian Kay in "American Gigolo?" Ryan sighed when Micah shook his head. 'I'll get you a copy of that movie. You really need to get a life, man. Don't you ever go to the cinema or something? Do you even know what Netflix is?"

'I don't have to know,' Micah said coldly. 'Not when I have you to supply me with all the useless information a

man could want.'

Ryan sighed again, more exaggeratedly this time. 'Just trust me on this. I'll call my stylist. Have him bring you

an Armani suit. You'll look good in midnight blue.'

Micah walked over and held his office door open. "Thanks, but I don't need

fashion tips from you.'

He closed the door after Ryan left.

But long after his friend was gone, Micah was still pondering over something Ryan

said.

Ryan got an e-vite to Paragon's party.

Why didn't he?

He checked his email again.

Then, after some thought, he googled 'American Gigolo.'

Ryan had misspoken.

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It wasn't a simple corporate party.

It was the Paragon Group's 150th anniversary, a major milestone.

The company had been in the McAllister family for four generations and was still going strong

Originally, Avery had planned for a low-key, internal celebration, but Matthias decided to go all out.

He wanted to use the occasion to formally introduce his daughter to the public. Avery was the overall in charge, but everyone else in the family was drafted to help as well

Darya was entrusted with the duties to oversee catering.

She had no time to react to the online rumours about her dating life.

For the forty-eight hours leading up to the party, she was busy fielding calls from major brands who offered to sponsor the event, promising a limitless supply of free drinks and food in exchange for their name being mentioned in Matthias's opening speech.

The party was to be held in the largest banquet hall available in the CBD, able to accommodate up to a thousand people.

The hall occupied the top three floors of a five-star hotel, with access to the roof, where guests could loungenoveldrama

around an infinity pool, drinking in the view of the bustling downtown.

Hours before the party was scheduled to start, guests arrived in droves. Businessmen, celebrities and reporters in formal wear mingled and made small talk, waiting to catch a glimpse

of their host.

The e-vite said Mr Matthias McAllister was going to make a major announcement tonight.

What could it be about? They wondered.