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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was immaculate. The rich scent made his mouth water, especially

bite

share meals at Le Bernardin, where Thalia would always save

best bites.

swallowed, watching her hopefully,

Thalia enjoyed every

asked innocently, “Something wrong?”

his awkwardness with a cough. “Could you

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

eat that somewhere

Drake’s expression soured.

over that food, and Sienna had to call

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

he likes

blinked. “Drake, do

forced down some

happily through her gourmet dinner, thoroughly

room. “Drake, these curtains are awful. And that

the room.”

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

curtains were Thalia’s choice, the vase her purchase, the flower arrangement her design. Sienna knew this, of

you want,”

added,

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watched their performance silently.

her house anymore

silence for hurt, felt

called Rosa to remove the

hesitated. “Sir, but Miss Winters

Who owns

fine, Rosa,” Thalia said calmly. “Throw

under