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,

staff member stood outside with a tray and

accepted them. “Thank you.”

of warm milk, and in the bag were new women’s slippers,

toiletries.

for her, she realized, touched by his

everything arrive?” Asher appeared at the

“Yes, thank you.”

creating an odd moment. He wasn’t just her childhood

approached. “The milk’s for you.”

she looked up, surprised. “I thought it was yours.”

my habit. Please,

to

tested,” he handed over the suspect

“Right away, sir.”

back, he caught Thalia

such curiosity, like

fluttered in his chest,

her hair gently, just as he had when

AM.” She looked up from the

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drop of milk lingered on her lip, the sight

he looked away. “Sleep well then.

left quickly, not waiting for her

his reaction, she continued sipping her milk.

morning, Asher knocked

to wake

phone: 9:59 AM.

Perfect timing.

she found breakfast

Benedict with perfectly poached eggs and

took a bite. Her eyes widened. “This

near my firm!”

the table, Asher

wasn’t sure what to

The taste was identical to her favorite breakfast spot–the hollandaise had that same

“Did you get this from

expression remained neutral.

you know

at least six miles from the hotel, and certainly not