Jilted Ex-wife Billionaire Heiress

Chapter 68 Call His Bluff

Morton looked at his phone screen, puzzled by Matthias's response. 'Hello? Did you hear what I said?

'Loud and clear.'

"Then don't you think you need to do something about it?'

'About what?'

Morton frowned. 'Are you going to let your son give away an important position in the company just to please

his mistress?'

'Maybe she knows what she's doing."

'You must be kidding.' Morton thought Matthias must have not understood the seriousness of the situation 'You don't know this woman, but I do. She was just a housewife before she came to Paragon. She has zero work experience. How can you let someone like that be the VP?'

'It's not my decision to make. Avery runs the company.'

'But you are his father.'

That's right. I'm his father, not his master. I don't tell him what to do. He's old enough and, I hope, smart enough to make his own calls.

Morton sighed, exasperated. 'But he has obviously made a serious error of judgement."

'If that's the case, then he should be prepared to pay the price.' Matthias rose to his feet, left a sizeable tip on the table and strolled down the street. 'I'm off to feed the pigeons now. Talk to you later, old friend.'

Then he hung up.

Morton couldn't believe it when he heard the busy tone.

He and Matthias weren't close, but he thought the old man would at least have the decency to let him finish.

He was trying to help Matthias save his company, after all.

Darya watched Morton with a smirk. 'If that's all you can do, I'd suggest it's time for you to leave.'

Morton breathed heavily, humiliation burning up his cheeks.

His bluff had been called, and he lost.

Darya tapped her wristwatch impatiently. 'I'm calling security now. If you don't want pictures of you getting thrown out of the building splashed all over the front page of Hagen Daily, you should hurry.'

Despite losing this round, Morton's pride prevented him from yielding to someone he had always looked down upon. 'This isn't over!'

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Would she think he was behind the whole thing?

Acting on impulse, Micah picked up his phone and dialed her

Darya was getting ready for bed when she got the call!

She hesitated when she saw the caller i

She blocked Micah's number after the divorce, but had to add him back to her

connas is after signing the

deal with Solaro and Zenith

What did Micah want from her?

'I heard about what my father did today Micah went straight to the point

'So?' Darya sat cross-legged on her gant bed 'Are you going to ask for the ring back as wel?

'Did he put pressure on you?"

'Why do you care?'

'Would you believe me if I said I didn't know about this?

Darya snorted in derision. I wasn't born yesterday, Mr Cavanaugh

Micah went quiet for a long while. 'I'm sorry'

'For what?'

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For what my father did to you. And my sister. I should have stopped them

Darya gripped her phone.

she wasn't used to hearing his voice like this soft, low, guilt-ridden

While they were married, he made it a point of avoiding her.

When they had to communicate, he was usually brusque and impatient

She had heard him issue plenty of orders before, but never an apology. 'What do you want?' she demanded.

'To apologise

'Noted, but not accepted. If that's all, I'm hanging up now.'

"Wait!"

'What?' Darya gnashed her teeth.

'Can we start over?'

Darya stared at her phone. 'What?'

'Can we start over?'

"You want me to marry you?' Darya asked, incredulous.

Micah paused and carefully considered her question. 'No. Not right now."

He had made the mistake of rushing into the first marriage, though he did it under

duress.

In hindsight, his prejudice against Darya made him blind.

He missed the opportunity to discover what an interesting person she could be.

He didn't want to make the same mistake again.

'I don't want us to get married right away,' he said. 'I'd just like a chance to get to

know you better. Maybe we can start with a first date-'

'Micah Cavanaugh,' Darya cut him off. 'Have you suffered a stroke recently?'

'What? No."

'A blow to the head?'

'No, I'm fine. Why-'

'If you have not suddenly gone insane, why would you think I'd want to go out with

you?"

Micah swallowed. 'I thought you were... Well, you used to be in love with me,

didn't you?'

"That was in the past, and that was a mistake. I'm over it now.'

'But there must be something you find likeable about me, right? I believe that if given a chance, you'll see that

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We are well suited for each other. I admit, I made the mistake of rushing to

judgement when we first met.

should have!

I don't think we are suited for each other, Darya said firmly. 'Ngt anymore."