Jilted Ex-wife Billionaire Heiress

Chapter 99 XY

Chromosomes

Meat couldn't get Day out of his mind

Sy was to mild a word to describe her performance on the catwalk.

She had the dewy of a Brest nymph and the grace of a jungle cat.

Her wall cord cudden.

Wade e ders and a strut like that, she could have easily led a life of fame, fortune and glamour.

et de gent three years leading a hermit-like existence as his wife.

Other than his family, she seldom interacted with anyone else.

Micah thought back and realised, once again, how little he knew about her.

Why didn't she tell him she was a model?

Micah had to thank Ryan for dragging him here tonight.

Without his friend, he wouldn't have had the opportunity to discover yet another fascinating facet of his ex

wife.

Thinking of her, he scanned the crowd again.

The after-party was in full swing, but Harley and Darya were nowhere to be seen.

Micah plucked another flute of champagne from a passing waiter's tray, patiently waiting for the star of the

show to turn up.

Ryan, on the other hand, was getting antsy.

He had been to enough such parties to become jaded.

His patience was wearing thin, even as he exchanged contact numbers with a long-legged model, the sixth girl to approach him tonight.

'Can we go now? he griped. 'I'm late for my laser tag game.'

Micah said nothing.

Ryan waved his phone in hand. 'I've got half a dozen girls' numbers here. You can pick any one as your date for the party next week. Mission accomplished. Let's just go."

Micah showed no reaction.

TATAN Wating by Parva ar an scratched the back of his head.

eweld ever dare de Micah here if he knew that woman was going to be here as well.

Curva Meile was so who would have thought?

Gand she hosted grey good on the catwalk, but Ryan knew underneath that face of an angel was the heart

The woman was untergang, she refused to delete photos of him streaking

She was ale calculating an opportunistic social climber.

What if she reted the chore and picked this occasion to approach Micah again?

as his best friend Fran fet he had a duty to stop Micah from repeating the same mistake twice.

Bran's eres darned around

He soon came up with an idea. Don't you have that meeting at eight tomorrow? It's getting late. We should go."

Micah glanced towards the dressing room.

He wanted to talk to Darya, but she was surrounded by a throng of reporters and then disappeared with

angcher gri

Was she avoiding bina

But they were bound to see each other again soon at the meeting with Solaro.

She could ignore him on social occasions, but surely, she wouldn't be able to do that in a but ess setting.

Micah's mood improved marginally as he thought of this

Be set down the champagne. "Let's go."

"Emaly!"" Ryan eagerly led the way towards the exit before Micah could change his mind.

"Crap!" he swore under his breath when he glimpsed a trio of figures standing under a tree.

One of them was none other than the woman Micah was pining for.

The other two were Callan and Harley.

The three of them stood in a loose airde and seemed to be having a good time.

Each one held a glass in hand and wore an easy smile on their face.

Micah stopped in his tracks.

A breeze carried over snippets of their conversation.

...I know you said no gifts,' Darya said. 'So I donated a million dollars to your favourite charity in your name.'

"Aw, thanks, Dolly. Harley hugged her friend. That's the best kind of gift I can ask for.'

Chapter 99 XY Chromosomes

'I know you love books, Callan chimed in. 'I happen to have a set of limited edition Encyclopaedia Britannica. Pretty rare. It has thirty-two volumes and-'

'I thought they'd gone out of print!' Harley's eyes lit up.

'They did. Which is what makes them so valuable.'

Darya pinched Callan's hand. 'Avery's not gonna be happy to know you arriving away his gift.

'Avery's gift?' Harley's face fell. 'You are giving me the present someone else gave you? You are regifting?

"The books are more than ten years old,' Darya added helpfully. 'And have been collecting dust on his shelf for

that long.'

Callan grimaced. 'I just thought you'd appreciate the books more than I did.'

'I would, but it still doesn't mean you can get away with regifting.' Harley crossed her arms. 'I want that private

island you bought last year.'

'What? No way! I-'

'I don't mean I want to own the island,' Harley said. 'I want a week on your island.

You arrange transport and

housing and food and everything.'

'Fine,' Callan gave in.

Harley was one of Darya's best friends.

He was happy for the success of her show and letting her use the island seemed

line celebratory gift-better than what he had in mind.

idea of a

'Great!' Harley clicked glasses with Darya. 'I've been meaning to have a girls' week out for long, long time! I want to go snorkelling around the coral reefs. You've got to come with me!'

'Wait, a girls' week away? What about me?' Callan asked.

'What about you?' Harley cocked an eyebrow.

'Why can't I come? I'm the owner, after all.'

'Are you a girl?'

'Well, no, but I'

'Then, sorry, you can't join us.'

A mischievous glint came into Harley's eyes. 'Unless you go for a gender reassignment surgery first. Then you can be invited to all the future girls' nights out and pyjama parties.'

Callan considered the idea. 'No, thanks. I like my XY chromosomes just fine.'

'Hey!' Darya punched her brother's arm. 'You are talking science! You must have been reading up on those encyclopaedia books. Good for you!'

Callan made an exaggerated show of rolling his eyes. 'I did graduate from college, you know.'

'I know. And we are all so proud of you.' Harley glanced back towards the venue.noveldrama

'What's taking Bianca so long?'

He took off his suit tachet and draped it over her shoulders