Your Gold Digger is Actually A True Heiress by Vera Fiore

Chapter 2

Drake instinctively shrugged off the woman’s hand from his arm. She stiffened at his reaction.

“Celine and I are friends too. Is it so strange that I’m at her birthday party?” Thalia’s smile didn’t reach

her eyes.

“No, I just thought you didn’t like these kinds of events, so I didn’t mention it,” Drake said.

Thalia laughed inwardly. Was that really the reason? Or did he deliberately keep quiet so he could bring

someone else?

Drake’s eyes swept the room coldly, as if demanding to know who had invited her.

Celine avoided his gaze, pretending she had nothing to do with it.

“Hi, you must be Thalia. I’m Sienna. Drake must have mentioned me?” The woman who arrived with Drake stepped forward.

So this was Sienna–Drake’s first love, his perfect memory.

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The pain in Thalia’s chest was sharp and immediate. Three years of love couldn’t be erased in an instant,

no matter how much she wished it could.

But her mask was perfect. “Ah, Sienna. I’ve heard so much about you,” Thalia replied with a practiced

smile.

Sienna studied her with a knowing look. “Has anyone ever told you we look alike?”

Drake’s expression darkened instantly.

Thalia caught his reaction with bitter amusement. She turned back to meet Sienna’s slightly challenging

gaze.

“Really?” Thalia blinked innocently. “I don’t see it. I’m prettier.”

The onlookers froze. This wasn’t the sweet, accommodating Thalia they knew. Where did this fire come from?

Sensing the tension, Celine quickly intervened. “Come on, everyone, let’s sit down.”

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and handed Celine her gift.

widened as she opened it the box was identical to Thalia’s

wow, I’ve wanted this necklace forever! Thank you, Siennal”

stomach dropped. The same necklace she’d chosen?

“Oh my god, Thalia got me the same

costs over five grand. Even

silent. Judging eyes

might as well have been counting pennies. To them, she was just another junior lawyer at a commercial firm, not one of the elite M&A attorneys pulling in half a

face darkened. “Thalia, if you needed money for a

to-”

accusation hung

a counterfeit too, Drake?” Thalia’s voice was ice.

silence was answer

over, “Thalia

a hint of

dollars on that necklace out of genuine gratitude for Celine’s past

off financially. Without using any family connections, she’d worked her way up from her first–year associate salary at a respected midsize firm. While it was

down on her, Celine had been different–or so Thalia had thought. She’d defended Thalia, included her

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skin–deep.

restored her access to the

take the necklace back,” Drake said tersely, “I’ll get you something

hesitated, caught between preserving Drake’s

it to him if you want,” Thalia said coldly,

the box, Sienna chimed in with false sympathy: “Drake, don’t be angry. She meant well,”

his face dark.

the tension. Sienna joined

corner sofa, not interested in their games. Drake

him, focusing on her phone.

he spoke: “You could have gotten something cheaper

it’s fake,

me, you

deep breath and turned to face him.

receipt is in the box.