Your Gold Digger is Actually A True Heiress by Vera Fiore

Chapter 31

The next day at work. Sarah Thompson handed Thalia two urgent case files.

“The appeal deadline’s imminent on this one,” Sarah explained rapidly. “Previous counsel left the firm. Need the paperwork filed today.” She thrust another file forward. “And this workplace injury case needs medical assessments–take the client tomorrow latest. Can’t let it drag into next week.”

Thalia nodded, accepting both files. These complex cases were exactly what she’d expected from London’s top firm, even if the timing was suspiciously tight.

By the time she finished that day’s work, darkness had fallen. The office was empty, her colleagues long gone. She hadn’t even managed to eat dinner.

Walking the short distance home, her phone rang.

“Lia, are you home yet?” Asher’s warm voice came through.

“Just leaving the office now, walking back.”

“Have you eaten?”

“No time. Thinking of ordering delivery.”

“Ah,” amusement colored his tone. “Your delivery service is already en route.”

“What do you mean?”

“Delivery boy Asher Blackwood, at your service,” he teased softly.

Thalia laughed, surprised by this playful side of him. The stern, aristocratic Asher she remembered

joke

on me, Mr. Blackwood?

her spine. “Then perhaps you should arrest

her cheeks flush. “You–you

are for,” he replied smoothly.

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missed the figure waiting in the shadows near her building.

“Thalia,”

through the night like ice.

call with Asher. “Have

a few feet from Drake, she asked coldly, “How

eyes

I was going home. No

away, which only

visiting family,” he growled. “Not that you were never coming

are you planning to keep

‘keep up.‘ We’re done,

ends when I say it

to Sienna. Why

His expression

eyes at

friends,”