Mikaela approached the driveway of her house, and spotted the familiar BMW M5 and Lamborghini Aventador.
"Daddy's here!" she whispered in excitement, as she parked her bicycle and hurried to the front porch.
"Daddy?" she asked, letting herself in.
"Hey there, Princess," said Ivan, meeting her at the door.
"Daddy!" she squealed, hugging him tightly.
"You're growing bigger every time I see you," chuckled Ivan, returning her hug, and realizing that Mikaela was developing under her oversized hoodie and jeans.
"Mikaela, go wash up. Dinner will be ready soon," said Annette sharply.
"Go freshen up. I've got some big news," said Ivan, and Mikaela eagerly bounded for her bedroom.
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Mikaela came down to raised voices - mostly Annette's.
"No! No! No! Absolutely not! I don't care if it means losing alimony, Ivan! I am not sending Mikaela to that horrible school that is St. Ignatius Academy!" shouted Annette.
