Your Gold Digger is Actually A True Heiress by Vera Fiore

Chapter 17

After breakfast, they made their way to the underground parking garage.

As Thalia approached the ice blue Bentley, Asher asked, “How’s the car handling?”

She tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear, “Drove it last night–it’s wonderful. Thank you.”

“Ready to head out?” Thalia held up the keys, then suddenly remembered, “Oh! I have something for you. I meant to give it to you last night but it slipped my mind.”

“What is it?”

“In my suitcase at the hotel. I’ll give it to you when I return.”

Asher opened the driver’s door. “I’ll come with you. Let me drive.”

“Oh?” Thalia hesitated briefly before understanding dawned. “You can come, but I’ll drive. You should

rest.”

He’d flown across the Atlantic to check on her, then driven across the city for her breakfast. He must be

exhausted.

“Very well.” His eyes held a hint of amusement at her concern as he moved to the passenger side. “The wheel is yours.”

On the highway, conversation flowed naturally between them.

“Can anyone observe your hearing today?” he inquired.

“Yes, it’s a contract dispute–nothing confidential. Would you like to come?”

“I’ve never seen you as a lawyer in action before,” his voice carried a hint of careful hope.

“Of course.” Thalia thought it made sense for them to understand each other’s worlds. “Did you bring your ID? You’ll need it for a visitor pass.”

“I did.” He’d brought it for the flight and had actually researched court requirements beforehand.

“Perfect, I’ll get you sorted.”

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“Thank you.”

the tender gaze Asher cast

silence settled between them as

to ask for three years: “Why did you agree to the marriage arrangement

question weighed heavily, and with good reason. The Blackwoods weren’t merely part of Britain’s aristocracy–they were among its most influential families. Asher’s grandfather, the current Earl of Blackwood, held significant sway in Parliament’s House of Lords, continuing a family tradition of political prominence that stretched back centuries. His mother came from an equally distinguished line of

families‘ influence extending from politics into

future wife should have come from a similar background–perhaps the daughter of a duke or earl, someone whose family connections could further strengthen the Blackwoods‘ already formidable

prominent in London’s financial circles, were essentially new money. Their wealth and business acumen were impressive, but they lacked the centuries of noble lineage and political influence that defined families like the Blackwoods. While Thalia’s father had built an impressive business empire, they

seen as advantageous to the Winters–a step up into genuine aristocracy. For the Blackwoods, however, it represented an unusual

circles.

up navigating these intricate social hierarchies, Thalia understood perfectly well what

“In our generation, maintaining family position through marriage alliances isn’t really

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voice deepened. “If I were truly opposed, no one could force this

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look away.

shyly. “Really? I do feel transformed

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smile brightened. “From your lips to God’s ears.”

her thoughts strayed to

her work, let alone attended court. He only ever mentioned her salary dismissively, noting it wouldn’t cover

hadn’t just disregarded her career–he’d

won a significant case worth half a million dollars, earning substantial fees. Excited, she’d shared the news, only to have him dismiss

in her memory: “Our company handles billion–dollar contracts daily. Why waste time on these

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that, she never shared work news with