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.

she debated mentioning this to Asher, the

uniformed hotel staff member stood outside with a tray and bag. “Delivery for

accepted them.

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

toiletries.

for her, she realized, touched by his thoughtfulness.

Asher appeared at the

“Yes, thank you.”

He wasn’t just her childhood neighbor anymore, but her fiancé.

“The milk’s for

she looked up, surprised. “I thought it

my habit. Please,

door to his

tested,” he handed over the suspect bottle.

“Right away, sir.”

back, he caught

bright eyes held such curiosity, like

his chest, light as a

as he had when they were younger. “Early night? What time should I wake

She looked up

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lip, the sight affecting him more than it

slightly, throat working as he looked away. “Sleep

not waiting for

to his reaction, she

morning, Asher knocked

wake

phone: 9:59

Perfect timing.

washing up, she found breakfast laid out.

of eggs Benedict with perfectly

bite.

my

Asher merely hummed noncommittally.

what to

tried another bite. The taste was identical to her favorite breakfast spot–the hollandaise had that

you get this from The Morning

His expression remained neutral.

know about

was at least six miles from the hotel, and certainly