Your Gold Digger is Actually A True Heiress by Vera Fiore

Chapter 5

Chapter 5

It was Mason Reed, Drake’s friend–and the same one who’d expressed sympathy for Thalia that night at

the party.

After knowing him for nearly three years, Thalia had always found Mason to be one of the more decent ones in Drake’s circle.

“Just picking up some things,” she replied.

Mason glanced at the shopping bag in her hand. “A gift for Drake?”

Finding it easier than explaining, Thalia simply nodded.

“That watch… even their basic models run like fifteen grand. You don’t need to spend that kind of money

on him, Drake is-”

He’s not worth it, Mason thought.

Drake had straight–up admitted he couldn’t get over Sienna, that Thalia was just a replacement.

Last night, he’d humiliated Thalia by leaving the party with Sienna, right in front of everyone.

What Thalia didn’t know–but Mason did–was that Drake and Sienna had spent the night together at the

Four Seasons. Their social circle had a private WhatsApp group that Thalia had never been invited to join in three years, yet Sienna was added the moment she got back to New York.

That afternoon, Sienna had “accidentally” posted a photo of them in bed, with some BS caption about keeping memories. She’d deleted it within a minute, but Mason had seen it.

He’d wanted to say something but held back. Best to stay out of that drama.

Mason almost told Thalia the truth but changed his mind. “Look, Drake doesn’t need expensive gifts. You

shouldn’t drop several months‘ salary on him.”

After all, Drake was his boy from college. Fifteen years of friendship meant something.

He’d wanted to add that Drake probably wouldn’t even appreciate a gift that cost Thalia months of her salary from her law firm.

But that was too harsh to say out loud.

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it–the watch wasn’t for him anyway. She smiled politely. “You’re

talk, they parted

her leave, Mason sighed. “Damn, what a

WhatsApp, unable to resist messaging Drake.

you some fancy–ass watch. Must’ve dropped like 15K on

message while having

earlier anger dissipated

about today and was buying him

being harsh, tell her not to take it personally, throw in some sweet talk–Thalia always fell

asked from across the table.

he

push it.

the restroom, Sienna grabbed his phone. She’d

a week ago: Thalia asking about taking a trip together during the

five hours later: “Everything’s packed

hadn’t messaged since.

be that serious if Drake

interesting in Thalia’s chat, she browsed further and found

earlier. She’d thought Little

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she was buying gifts, trying to make

placed it back. Then she pulled out her own phone to call

Chaumet, and his

the penthouse, Thalia continued packing, placing Asher’s gift in her suitcase.

Their family estates were in the same exclusive neighborhood in Kensington, barely a

ten, during a dinner party. While she was still an awkward child, Asher already looked like he’d stepped out of a British

being stunned by his appearance–aristocratic features but eyes cold as a winter morning.

her mother prompted her to greet him,

a cool, detached “Hello,” making her think he

lasted

struggling with advanced mathematics, Lady Blackwood suggested to her father: “Asher could help Thalia with her maths. He earned top marks

and Thalia had changed from a carefree child into a

need your help,” she’d told Asher when he

white shirt and grey jeans, his carefully styled hair softening

replied, his voice

to be

her practice exams, he’d simply raised an eyebrow and began

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