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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wasn’t for him anyway.

small talk, they parted ways.

Mason sighed. “Damn, what a waste.

to resist

a good one. Just saw her buying you some fancy–ass watch. Must’ve dropped like 15K on it. That’s months of her salary, man. Don’t

message while having dinner with

anger dissipated instantly.

today and was buying him a peace offering. Fine, he could play

her not to take it personally, throw in

texting?” Sienna asked

important,” he replied smoothly.

push it.

his phone. She’d seen him enter his passcode before–his birthday, how

checked his chat with Thalia. The last exchange was from a week ago: Thalia asking about taking a trip together during the fall break, sending links to places she wanted to visit.

five hours later: “Everything’s packed during

hadn’t messaged since.

relationship couldn’t be that serious if Drake wouldn’t

in Thalia’s chat, she browsed further and found Mason’s message.

indifference earlier. She’d thought Little Miss

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was buying

and placed it back. Then she pulled out her

were at Chaumet, and his girlfriend was there trying on rings, practically begging for marriage…”

placing Asher’s gift in her suitcase. As she packed, her

the same exclusive neighborhood in Kensington, barely a quarter–mile apart. They’d

at Blackwood Manor when she was ten, during a dinner party. While she

stunned by his appearance–aristocratic features but eyes

greet him, she’d politely said,

“Hello,” making her think he

misconception lasted years.

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

had changed

help,” she’d told Asher

impressive figure–well over six feet, wearing a simple white shirt and grey jeans, his carefully styled hair softening his severe

he’d replied, his voice carrying an

be stern and demanding.

exams, he’d simply raised an eyebrow

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