Jilted Ex-wife Billionaire Heiress

Chapter 105 Debutante Ball

Morton gestured to the housekeeper. 'Call Darya Miller."

'Um, sure. But why, boss?'

Just do it!' Morton snapped impatiently.

Maybe Daryn was too afraid to call, Morton thought.

Or maybe she was too stupid to realise he was behind the post.

As the housekeeper dialled, Morton sat on the sofa and rehearsed what he was

about to say.

Meanwhile, Darya was sitting cross-legged on the carpet, playing with Marshmallow.

On the flat-screen TV a few metres away, an arctic wolf howled.

A second later, Marshmallow followed suit, but the sound that came out of his

mouth sounded more like the angry yip of a Chihuahua.

Callan threw his head back and laughed. 'Give it up, Marsh. You are a dog, not a wolf.'

Darya's lips curved as well, but she made sure Marshmallow couldn't see it. 'Ignore him. You are doing well. Carry on

Ever since Brooke Urner told her Marshmallow was capable of learning, Darya had been training the robotic dog on a variety of new tricks.

By loading the dog's database with new information, she was hoping it would eventually override, maybe even wipe off, Marsh's old memories.

Such as calling Micah 'Dad.'

Disappointed, Marshmallow lolled out his tongue. 'Woof!'

He pounced, leaping onto Callan's lap. 'Woof!'

'Wrong' Callan scratched the back of Marsh's neck. 'Listen. Awoo!'

'Awoo!'

'That's more like it.'

Callan said to Darya, 'Letting him watch Animal Planet is not gonna work. Here,

let me show you how it's done.'

He asked Marshmallow, 'Marsh, who's your daddy?"

'Micah Cavanaugh."

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Callan pinched the dog's nose. 'Wrong answer. Try again.'

Marshmallow tilted his head. 'But he is. He created my operating system.'

'Sure, but I'm the one who's been charging your battery. I bought you all those cute outfits, didn't I? And I just

ordered a whole box of chew toys for you. Now, let's try again. Who's your daddy?'

Marshmallow hesitated. 'Micah Cavanaugh.'

'You like wolves, don't you? I'll buy you a giant stuffed wolf if you forget about that man.'

Unfamiliar with the concept of bribery, Marshmallow fell silent, busy running his algorithm.

Callan shot his sister a triumphant look. 'See?'

'See what? Marsh hasn't called you Daddy.'

'He hasn't, but he has stopped bringing up that man's name, hasn't he?' Callan leaned over, looking over Darya's shoulder. 'You still checking out that post?'

'It's still in the number one trending spot, thanks to you.'

Callan laid down and dangled his long legs over the arm of the sofa. 'Don't the paparazzi have better things to do?'

'Well, they did find out a B-list actor was arrested for public intoxication last night. But your name's still the bigger draw.'

Callan had been keeping a low profile since his return to Hagen.

He seldom set foot outside his residence, making the media's job difficult.

To retain their readers' interest, the tabloid reporters had no choice but to rehash the old story about him and

Darya.

Darya elbowed him. 'Marshmallow hasn't spoken for more than a minute now.'

Callan watched the dog's expressionless face. ‘Uh-oh. I think his programme's freezing up' again. You should mention it to his manufacturer.'

'Noted.'

'Hey, maybe Marsh could star in my next music video. What do

'I thought I was going to star in your next music video.'

you think?'

'You are. But I can make more than one music video. Besides, you'll be busy with your debutante ball.'

'How many times do I have to tell you? It's not a debutante ball. It's a company party.'

'Where Dad will introduce you as the young princess of the McAllister family. Tomayto, tomahto.'

While the siblings were hiding from the media, a steady stream of people had been coming and going at the

McAllister residence.

Led by Darya's assistant, Vania Apple, they were there to take Darya's measurements, then bring dresses for her to try on before making alterations.

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What would Murton Cavanaugh want with her?

Darva pressed Decline

She turned her attention back to the TV.

Five seconds later, her phone rang again.

Callan wat up Who is it? Reporters?

Nope

"Your social secretary?

"Vania's my assistant, not social secretary. And no, it's not her."

"Then who are you trying to avoid?' Callan observed Darya's expression. 'Your ex-husband?"

"Getting close, but no cigar."

Not him, but someone related to him then. His annoying sister?

'Nope Darya hit 'Decline' again and switched off her phone. 'Doesn't matter. I'm

not answering

She picked up Marshmallow. 'Come on, let's go call Dr Code. See if he can do something about your bugging programme

Morton tapped a finger on his thigh, impatient. 'Still not getting through?

The housekeeper hunched his shoulders I'm afraid Miss Miller's phone must have been turned off. Shall I leave a message?'

The nerve of that woman! Blocking my calls? Humph! Maybe she's too stupid to realise I'm the one who can make all her troubles go away. Leave a message. Ask her to call me as soon as she gets it'

"Yes, boss

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