Jilted Ex-wife Billionaire Heiress novel Chapter 81

Chapter 81 Shared

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Some parents might be reluctant to waste money on a useless toy, but most would be willing to fork out tens

of thousands of dollars for a robot that offered round–the–clock care as well as emotional support.

Besides, Marshmallow had the advantage of appealing to families who couldn’t keep a real pet due to allergies.

Tastes varied, of course.

Maybe Callan was onto something when he mentioned the Transformers.

Darya typed away on her phone, composing a quick email to her assistant Glen.

If the Solaro project took off, Paragon stood to gain a huge slice of the lucrative smart healthcare market.

Darya looked up after she was done with the email.

More than twenty minutes had passed.

Callan was still in his bedroom.

Darya rose, walked over and knocked on the door. ‘Let’s go! Chop chop!‘

She heard movement inside.

Callan had just moved into the apartment.

How many clothes could he have to choose from?

‘Just a sec!‘ Callan shouted.

The door opened.

Callan leaned against the door jamb and struck a pose. ‘How do I look?‘

‘Perfect,‘ Darya said sincerely. ‘Like a million bucks.‘

Her brother cut a dashing figure in a classic yet elegant metallic black Louis Vuitton suit.

His hair was dry and combed back, exposing a high forehead.

He kept things simple with just a wristwatch for accessories.

Darya caught a whiff of citrusy cologne. ‘You know, we are just going to a restaurant, not the red carpet.‘

‘Never hurts to look good while out and about, Dolly.‘ He pecked her on the cheek. ‘I’m ready. What about the little guy?‘

‘Mommy, can I come, too?‘ Marshmallow pranced on all fours. ‘Please, please, please!‘

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Callan picked him up.

The two of them gave Darya the same puppy face look. ‘Pretty please?”

Darya facepalmed. ‘You two are friends now, huh?”

‘We bonded over our shared interest in music and fashion,‘ Callan claimed ‘Come on, let him come with us He’s just a teeny tiny dog.

‘The restaurant doesn’t allow pets.‘

‘We can hide him in your purse. Besides, it’s not like he’s going to poop in public. He doesn’t even drool”

‘Please, Mommy!‘ Marshmallow grovelled. ‘I have never left the lab since I was born. I want to know what the outside world looks like.‘

Darya considered the idea. ‘Will you promise not to talk in public?‘

Marshmallow was a confidential product.

Darya didn’t want to leak his existence before Reece gave her the go–ahead.

‘I promise!‘ Marshmallow nodded eagerly. ‘You won’t hear a peep out of me!‘

“Then let’s go.‘ Darya relented.

She had booked a private room, which should reduce the chance of Marshmallow being seen by others.

However, just as she drove out of the apartment complex, Glen called with a piece of unfortunate news–the restaurant had to shut down for the day due to a burst water pipe.

‘The entire place is flooded,‘ Glen said.

Darya hung up the phone and glanced at Callan in the passenger seat. ‘Sorry.‘

‘Aw.‘ Callan slumped lower in his seat. ‘All dressed up and nowhere to go.‘

Marshmallow poked his head out from Darya’s tote bag and whimpered in disappointment.

‘Do you want me to find another restaurant?‘ Darya asked her brother.

‘It’s dinner rush hour. Any place worth eating at must be fully booked.‘

‘There’s a Waitrose up ahead. I can pick up some ingredients.‘

‘You know how to cook?‘

‘I’ve picked up a thing or two over the years.‘ Darya decided not to mention that she’d cooked for the Cavanaughs for three years. ‘How about veal ravioli?‘

‘Deal!‘

Darya turned into the carpark in front of the supermarket.

Callan got out of the car and unfolded his lanky frame.

His camouflage consisted of a gigantic pair of black sunglasses and a baseball cap worn backwards.

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‘With that tote bag and a dog in it, no one’s going to believe you are Callan the famous singer, Dery besed küm

‘All the better. Callan stretched. ‘What do we need?

‘Ground veal, carrots, olive oil, celery, onions, garlic, bay leaves, red pepper flakes

‘Okay okay, stop. Callan put up a hand in surrender. Just tell me what to grab when we see

Darya found a trolley. ‘What about you? Have you mastered any culinary skills while abroad?

‘Well, I know how to make microwave popcorn.”

Stealthily, Marshmallow stuck his head out from the tote bag and sniffed the air.

‘Can you actually smell anything?‘ Callan looked down, intrigued.