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?”

unbuckling his belt. “Playing hard to get? Let’s see how innocent you are in the

gents‘.”

toward her.

landed precisely between his legs with

an agonized scream, curling into

lunged with a

in a joint lock, twisting until something popped. His scream

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

stung more than the

tried to swing with his good arm. Thalia executed a perfect throw, pinning him with

Tattoos was writhing,

glanced over. Perhaps she’d used excessive force.

arrived, freezing at the

a bloody ambulance,” Tattoos

crowd gathered

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

“The ninja

then Thalia. “You’re not

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hair. “Please. They couldn’t touch

self–defense classes with you next

hospital while Thalia and the bar manager were escorted to the

Victoria

emerged from behind a pillar, eyes glinting

and they couldn’t handle her.

would have thought the delicate–looking Thalia was trained in

roughians wouldn’t do. Next time

was giving

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

the hospital reported serious injury–a ruptured

Thalia’s self–defense might

reached for his phone to make calls,

the officer: “A single testicle constitutes minor injury, both would be major. If

charges.”

legal

She played the audio

were