Your Gold Digger is Actually A True Heiress by Vera Fiore

Chapter 12

Thalia smiled lightly. “You’re right–you don’t know me at all.”

Turning to Sienna with mock sweetness, she added, “Sure you don’t want that photo? I’m about to leave…”

Sienna’s face tightened with frustration. She desperately wanted photos with the car.

But with Thalia inside? Her pride wouldn’t allow it.

“I’m not interested,” she said stiffly.

“If you say so! Bye!” Thalia waved cheerfully, hitting the gas and leaving them in the dust.

As the blue Bentley disappeared, Sienna fumed. “Drake, how did you end up with someone so desperate

for attention?”

Drake massaged his temples. “She wasn’t like this before. I don’t know what’s gotten into her lately–pushing for marriage, renting cars…”

“She probably feels threatened by me,” Sienna suggested. “Trying to fit in with our crowd with rental

cars.”

Sienna crossed her arms, shaking her head with theatrical sympathy.

“But rentals are just rentals. She can take pictures, but it’s not really hers. How sad.”

“Stop. It’s embarrassing enough,” Drake said, heading back inside.

Later, Thalia parked the Bentley in a secure garage outside the gated community.

She didn’t want it in Drake’s garage–not time for revelations yet.

She’d originally planned to tell Drake about her background herself, but now? Let him figure it out.

That evening, another all–vegetarian dinner appeared.

Thalia sat down with her takeout from Le Bernardin, the aroma of perfectly seasoned seafood filling the dining room.

Drake couldn’t help glancing at her food.

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pan–seared sea bass–the presentation was immaculate. The rich scent made his mouth water, especially compared to his plate

bite

loved seafood too. They used to share meals at Le Bernardin, where Thalia would always save him the

best bites.

as he swallowed, watching her hopefully, expecting her to offer him a taste.

enjoyed every morsel herself.

stare, she asked

his awkwardness with a cough. “Could you not eat

could respond, Sienna jumped in: “Well, only common people need such heavy

eat that

Drake’s expression soured.

been practically drooling over that food, and Sienna had to call it common?

bite. “Sienna, you clearly don’t know Drake well. Ask

if he likes ‘common‘

blinked. “Drake,

eye twitched as he forced down some kale. “Drop it. Let’s eat.”

happily through her gourmet dinner,

“Drake, these curtains are awful. And

with the room.”

the fresh flowers. “Plus, I’m allergic. Can we throw these

choice, the vase her purchase, the flower arrangement her design. Sienna

you want,” Drake

Thalia as he added, “If

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watched their

her house anymore

silence for hurt, felt

Rosa to remove the

hesitated. “Sir, but Miss Winters chose those…”

owns

Thalia said calmly.

with the vase, she muttered under