Jilted Ex-wife Billionaire Heiress novel Chapter 144

Chapter 144 Her New Beau

Outside the hall, a throng of reporters eagerly awaited their targets.

Among them, Oliver, Darya’s date of the night, was surrounded by a swarm of flashing cameras.

As the recipient of the grand prize that night, he had become immensely popular, and the reporters were wary

of losing their chance to interview him.

‘Oliver, I’m asking this on behalf of your fans, tell us what kind of girl you’re into,‘ a reporter shouted.

Oliver, who had recently debuted and garnered a legion of fangirls, knew that any response he gave would

make headlines.

Caught off guard, Oliver hesitated, lowering his gaze and flashing a sheepish smile.

He scratched his head, seemingly unsure of how to answer.

Noticing Oliver’s dilemma, the reporter changed their approach. ‘If I’m not mistaken, you accompanied Miss Darya McAllister tonight. What are your thoughts on her?‘

Oliver took a moment to collect his thoughts, then raised his head, his smile genuine and radiant. ‘I have great admiration for Miss McAllister. She’s an exceptional woman.‘

The reporters reacted swiftly, turning their attention back to Darya, who once again found herself in the spotlight.

Besieged, Darya gave a resigned shrug.

This audacious young man was naïve enough to truly speak his mind, and the reporters were clearly trying to

bait him.

Darya knew the game all too well.

She had weathered countless scandals and knew that one more wouldn’t faze her.

Amidst the countless gazes, a chilling stare swept across the scene.

Darya sensed it and stole a glance in its direction, confirming it was Micah.

Ignoring his presence, she pretended not to notice and smiled at the slightly embarrassed Oliver.

At that moment, Callan, concerned that Darya might face further trouble, leapt in front of the reporters and exclaimed, ‘Hey, guys! I thought you used to ask me about Darya. What, you guys no longer in

anymore?‘

ted in me

Laughter erupted, and everyone could see that Callan was offering Oliver an escape route.

With Callan present, the media dared not pester Oliver and Darya anymore.

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Everyone knew not to trifle with Callan.

Unbeknownst to them, Amelia, who had been lurking nearby, clandestinely recorded everything.

A sneer curled her lips–Darya had a way of making men do things for her.

Callan and Oliver, and even Micah seemed to protect her.

But she was just playing them.

Amelia was determined to expose Darya’s fickleness to the world.

After leaving the venue, Darya and Harley arrived at the parking lot.

‘Why don’t I give you a ride back?‘ Darya suggested, looking at Harley.

Harley shook her head. ‘It’s all right. My house is not on your way. I’ll just take a taxi.‘

Just as Darya spotted Callan, she called out to him, ‘Callan, can you give Harley a ride back?‘

Caught off guard by Darya’s order, Callan reluctantly agreed and obediently escorted Harley to his Rolls–Royce

Phantom.

As Callan approached the vehicle, a familiar car slowly pulled up beside Darya.

‘It’s late. Are you alone?‘ Micah stepped out of his Aston Martin DB11 and walked towards Darya.

Darya frowned, perplexed by his persistent presence. ‘Is that any of your concern?‘

Darya glanced at Micah coldly, then proceeded to open the driver’s door and got into the Mercedes–Benz S-

Class.

Her chauffeur had called in sick tonight, so she had to drive herself.

Micah watched her. ‘I can give you a ride.‘

Darya sneered, uninterested in Micah’s offer.

She tried to start the car, but no matter how many times she tried, it simply wouldn’t start.

Frustration creased Darya’s brow as she attempted to start the car once again, only to face repeated failure.

The atmosphere grew increasingly tense and uncomfortable.

Micah remained by her side, silently observing as she struggled to make the engine work.

Norris came up from behind and noticed the scene.

Curiosity got the better of him, and he approached her, offering to take a look.

‘Miss McAllister, seems like your car is out of gas,‘ he said.

Darya stared at the gas meter in disbelief.

It was completely empty!

Micah turned away, hiding a smile.

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His expression gave away a hint of satisfaction.

Darya blew out a breath, frustrated as she sat in the driver’s seat, fixated on the fuel gauge that had caused

this predicament.

Why did she have no gas left at all?

She made a mental note to fire her chauffeur, who’d apparently failed to his job properly.