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?”

stepped closer, unbuckling his belt. “Playing hard to get? Let’s see how innocent you are

gents‘.”

toward

her, Thalia’s kick landed precisely between his legs

scream, curling

lunged with a snarl.

twisting until

tissue. “Pity. My Krav Maga’s getting rusty–I was hoping for

stung more than the

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

help!” Tattoos was writhing, blood seeping through his jeans.

over. Perhaps she’d

freezing at

ambulance,” Tattoos gasped. “She’s

gathered

worried about Thalia’s long absence, pushed through–and stopped

Charlotte exclaimed. “The ninja skills are

men, then Thalia. “You’re not

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“Please. They couldn’t touch me

take those self–defense classes with you next time,” Charlotte said admiringly.

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

Victoria

Grace emerged from behind a pillar,

thugs. Two against one, and they couldn’t

would have thought the delicate–looking Thalia was

do. Next time she’d

was giving her

had initiated the confrontation, making

hospital reported serious injury–a ruptured testicle requiring

police suggested Thalia’s self–defense might have exceeded reasonable

his phone to make calls, Thalia

“A single testicle constitutes minor injury, both would be major. If both were ruptured requiring removal, then yes, it might exceed reasonable force

charges.”

her legal territory now.

She played the audio

threats were captured