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?”

hard to get?

gents‘.”

toward her.

reached for her, Thalia’s kick landed precisely between his legs

an agonized scream, curling into

Hair lunged with a

twisting

that all?” she asked mildly, wiping her hands with a tissue. “Pity. My Krav Maga’s getting rusty–I was

more than the pain.

good arm. Thalia executed a perfect throw, pinning him with her stiletto against

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

Perhaps she’d used

staff arrived, freezing at the scene.

ambulance,” Tattoos gasped. “She’s broken something!”

gathered quickly.

Thalia’s long

Charlotte exclaimed. “The

the groaning men, then

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“Please. They couldn’t touch

with you next time,” Charlotte

men were taken to hospital while Thalia and the bar manager were

and Victoria followed.

Grace emerged from behind a

thugs. Two against one, and they couldn’t

delicate–looking Thalia

Next time she’d need

Thalia was giving her

confirmed the men had initiated the confrontation, making it self–defense.

hospital reported serious injury–a ruptured testicle requiring surgery.

self–defense might have exceeded reasonable

for his phone to make calls,

testicle constitutes minor injury, both would be major. If both were ruptured requiring

charges.”

was her legal territory

She played the audio recording.

threats were