Your Gold Digger is Actually A True Heiress by Vera Fiore

Chapter 23

“To adopt Grace?” Thalia asked.

Victoria leaned closer, lowering her voice. “More than that. She asked Asher’s mother to have him marry Grace when they grew up.”

Thalia’s eyes widened in shock.

“Christ,” Charlotte exclaimed. “The nerve of her!”

“Lady Blackwood must have found some way to refuse,” Victoria continued. “The housekeeper eventually accepted just the adoption as repayment.”

Charlotte scoffed. “Obviously. As if Lady Blackwood would let her only son marry a housekeeper’s daughter.”

“Exactly. The heir to the Blackwood name? Impossible.”

Thalia sipped her cocktail thoughtfully.

None of them noticed the woman watching them from across the bar, her eyes cold with hatred.

After a few drinks, Thalia stood. “Just need the ladies‘.”

In the narrow corridor outside the restroom, two men blocked her path.

One was heavily built, head shaved, tattoos covering his arms. He whistled crudely. “How about some company, love?”

Thalia, who’d been checking her phone, glanced up briefly. Discreetly, she switched to her recording app before slipping the phone into her pocket.

His companion, thin with bleached hair, smirked around his cigarette. “Pretty thing like you must be fun.”

“Charming,” Thalia said coldly. “Is that mouth always so delightful?”

Bleached Hair grinned nastily. “Name your price, sweetheart.”

The corridor was too narrow to slip past them. Thalia crossed her arms, maintaining her composure.

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“Let’s see… funeral services start at five thousand. Extra for the wake, two thousand for professional mourners, brass band’s another three… Cremation’s the budget option. Shall I price up a coffin? Family discount for multiple deaths.”

“Mouthy bitch,” Bleached Hair spat. “Think you’re clever?”

closer, unbuckling his belt. “Playing hard to get? Let’s see

gents‘.”

toward her.

landed precisely between

an agonized scream,

with a

arm in a joint lock, twisting until something popped. His scream joined his friend’s.

mildly, wiping her hands with a tissue. “Pity. My Krav Maga’s getting rusty–I was hoping for a workout.”

stung more than the

with his good arm. Thalia executed a perfect throw, pinning him with her stiletto against his cheek. “Do practice

Someone help!” Tattoos was writhing, blood seeping through his

she’d used excessive

freezing at the

ambulance,” Tattoos gasped. “She’s

gathered

about Thalia’s long absence, pushed

shit!” Charlotte exclaimed. “The

assessed the groaning men, then Thalia.

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“Please. They couldn’t touch

to take those self–defense classes with you next time,”

were called. The men were taken to hospital while Thalia and the bar manager were escorted to

Victoria

Grace emerged from behind a pillar, eyes

thugs. Two against one, and

have thought the delicate–looking Thalia was trained in combat?

Next time she’d need professionals.

was

men had

the hospital reported serious injury–a ruptured testicle requiring

police suggested Thalia’s self–defense might have exceeded

phone to make

constitutes minor injury, both would be major. If

charges.”

legal territory now.

the audio recording.

were captured