Your Gold Digger is Actually A True Heiress by Vera Fiore

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Chapter 36

In Thalia’s apartment, Asher stood in the kitchen wearing an apron, cooking dinner, shamed against the door frame, watching him with amused emiosity.

“The great Asher Blackwood knows how to cook? I’m impressed?

He continued methodically preparing vegetables. “Remember when you asked where the food il Brought

you came from?”

He turned, offering a slight smile. “I made it myself,”

“You?” Thalia’s eyes widened. “But how does it taste exactly like my mother’s shepherd’s piss

His smile deepened. “I learned by watching her when I visited.”

“That’s impossible,” Thalia protested. “You only came over a handful of times before she passed.”

Asher continued preparing the meat and vegetables, his movements precise. “Let me take you somewhere tomorrow. It will explain everything.”

Soon he’d prepared a complete meal: roasted lamb with rosemary potatoes, glazed carrots, and his version of Thalia’s mother’s famous shepherd’s pie. Though Thalia usually ate lightly at dimmer, sometimes skipping it entirely, tonight she finished everything on her plate, savoring each bhiite that tasted

so familiar.

When she moved to wash up, Asher stopped her. “Sit. I’ll do it.”

“My, my,” she teased. “Such a perfect househusband. Should I marry you?”

He flicked her forehead gently. “I’m the one marrying you.”

After cleaning up, Asher prepared to leave, making no suggestion about staying the night. Leaning against the doorframe, Thalia found herself wondering why not. Was she not attractive enough? She glanced down at herself self–consciously.

Catching her expression, Asher smiled. “What’s on your mind? You look troubled.”

“Nothing,” she coughed, embarrassed. “Drive safely.”

“See you tomorrow.”

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leave, still carrying the rubbish, Thalia smiled to

proper.

station, Drake was released after his assistant paid his bail. It was 4 AM when

walked out.

evening with his girlfriend who had specially visited

to break up with

he asked wearily, sliding behind the

hotel,” Drake muttered.

suite, Drake flicked on the lights, the spacious room feeling emptier than ever. He lit a

inhaling

– no antique vase with fresh flowers on the glass table, no

assaulted by

right now?

his chest

coming to London, but

experience heartbreak twice in a relationship: first

with someone else.

they

a light breakfast, she dressed carefully in a black velvet vintage dress that fell to her ankles, her dark hair falling in waves around her shoulders. The red lipstick she chose complemented her striking features high cheekbones, defined brow,

against his black Rolls–Royce Cullinan, finishing a phone call. His eyes brightened when he

said simply,

asked, settling into the

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“You’ll see.

out of London, leaving the high–rises behind. The countryside opened up before them rolling hills and autumn trees. Thalia cracked

is lovely,” she said, closing her eyes to breathe in