Your Gold Digger is Actually A True Heiress by Vera Fiore

Chapter 16

Perhaps sensing her nervousness, Asher said, “Let me know if you need anything. I’ll go up for a shower.”

“Wait.”

He paused, turning back. “Yes?”

Thalia pulled a glass bottle from her bag. “Could you help arrange testing for this milk? I think it might have been tampered with.”

Asher’s eyes sharpened. “Someone’s trying to harm you?”

She nodded gravely. “I think so. Better safe than sorry.”

“Leave it to me.”

He stepped away to make a call.

“Come up. I need you to handle something.” His voice faded as he disappeared around the corner.

Thalia exhaled, finally relaxing.

When she’d handed him the bottle, she’d unexpectedly met his dark eyes. Her heart had nearly stopped.

His eyes were stunning.

No–not just his eyes. His entire face was a masterpiece, and meeting his gaze made her pulse race

involuntarily.

After he left, she surveyed the suite.

Signs of regular occupancy were evident–personal items scattered in the living room, as if someone stayed here often.

Strange. The suite didn’t seem newly booked, but rather frequently used.

Wasn’t he always in London?

She pushed the thought aside–it wasn’t her business.

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Bringing her suitcase to the bedroom, she realized she had clothes and skincare but no slippers for the

shower.

mentioning this to Asher,

staff member stood outside with a tray and bag. “Delivery for Mr. Blackwood,

accepted them.

a glass of warm milk, and in the bag were new women’s slippers, fresh towels,

toiletries.

she realized, touched

appeared at the

“Yes, thank you.”

He wasn’t just her

milk’s for

up, surprised. “I thought it

my habit. Please,

the door to his waiting

this tested,” he handed over the suspect

“Right away, sir.”

caught Thalia

such curiosity, like

his chest, light

couldn’t resist ruffling her hair gently, just as he had when they were younger. “Early night? What time should

AM.” She looked up from the

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lingered on her lip, the sight affecting him

he looked away. “Sleep well

quickly, not waiting for her response.

to his reaction, she continued sipping her milk.

morning, Asher knocked

to wake up, Lia.”

her phone: 9:59 AM.

Perfect timing.

she found breakfast laid

perfectly poached eggs and hollandaise sauce.

down, unwrapped the silverware, and took a bite. Her

near my firm!”

the table, Asher merely

sure what to make

identical to her favorite breakfast spot–the hollandaise had that same subtle hint of lemon, the eggs were poached to

suspiciously. “Did you get this from The Morning

expression remained neutral.

you know about that place?”

from the hotel, and certainly not a spot