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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rich scent made

each bite with

at Le Bernardin, where Thalia would always save

best bites.

he swallowed, watching her hopefully, expecting

Thalia enjoyed every morsel

asked

“Could you not eat such strongly flavored food?”

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

that

Drake’s expression soured.

food, and Sienna

bite.

he likes ‘common‘

blinked. “Drake, do you…?”

twitched as he forced down some kale. “Drop

hummed happily through her gourmet dinner, thoroughly

Sienna prowled the living room. “Drake, these curtains are awful.

with the room.”

wrinkled her nose at the fresh flowers. “Plus, I’m allergic. Can we throw these out?”

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

want,” Drake said carelessly.

flicked to Thalia as he added, “If you’re allergic, we’ll trash

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watched their performance silently.

her house anymore anyway.

felt

called Rosa to remove the flowers.

hesitated. “Sir, but Miss Winters

what? Who owns this place? Who signs your

Rosa,” Thalia said calmly.

the vase, she muttered under her breath about drama queens and their endless