Your Gold Digger is Actually A True Heiress by Vera Fiore

Chapter 7

Thalia took a seat in the armchair opposite Caroline, meeting her gaze with quiet composure. “I never wanted to marry into the Ashcroft family.”

Caroline didn’t believe it for a second.

She studied Thalia carefully.

So this was the girl her son had been dating for three years.

Pretty enough, she had to admit, and carried herself well. Despite her middle–class background, she didn’t have that obvious social–climbing desperation Caroline was used to seeing.

Caroline had deliberately thrown that barb earlier, hoping to see her squirm. But the girl hadn’t flinched, maintaining her poise and speaking with surprising confidence.

Not that it mattered.

Just another gold–digger with delusions of grandeur, no matter how well she played it off.

“No need to pretend with me,” Caroline’s voice dripped with condescension. “I’m a woman too–I know exactly what you’re thinking. Drake’s quite the catch, isn’t he? A trust fund baby who’s been bankrolling your lifestyle. Must be nice.”

“I don’t want his money,” Thalia replied.

Caroline’s laugh was cold. “Please. You social climbers are all the same. Playing hard to get while taking everything you can. Why else would you be with Drake?”

Thalia had to smile at that.

“Mrs. Ashcroft, are you suggesting your son has nothing to offer except his trust fund?”

“How dare you!” Caroline’s perfectly controlled breathing hitched. “Such insolence! Drake said you were sweet and accommodating. Clearly, he was mistaken.”

Thalia calmly sipped her tea.

“And no manners,” Caroline sneered. “Not even offering tea to your elder.”

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Manhattan frost. “My apologies, Mrs. Ashcroft. I assumed you wouldn’t want to drink from anything in my modest apartment. Wouldn’t want

Caroline was seething.

found this insufferable

breath, she continued. “Let me be clear: The Ashcroft family isn’t open to just anyone. Marrying Drake? Not happening.”

“Mm–hmm.” Thalia murmured.

ours for generations. She was Drake’s first love.

She remembered overhearing Drake’s phone call about Ashcroft Capital’s liquidity crisis,

of marriage, three years

the bar that night–to discuss

cousin Alexander, now CEO of Sterling Industries and one of Britain’s fastest–growing companies, would have helped if she’d asked.

Drake call her Sienna’s replacement.

returning to London in a few

expected it to be this easy. She was

compensation? No drama?

she couldn’t place what.

you’ll excuse me, I have

for a response, she grabbed her bag

stunned. Did

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fumed to herst. Teving before I did

elders

today, intending to the middle clan girl with the vast difference between

imagined Thalia serving her tes with trembling hands, perhaps calling rate in tears

was not how she’d expected things to go.

no reason to stay. She stormed out, already composing

had a thousand grievances about this

driver was waiting

the car, she received Sienna’s call.

her voice into something

you won’t believe how that girlfriend of Drake’s just behaved. Absolutely no class–though what