Your Gold Digger is Actually A True Heiress by Vera Fiore

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Grace’s eyes welled with tears as she looked pleadingly at Lady Blackwood. “Grandmother…”

Lady Blackwood glanced between Asher and Grace before exhaling deeply. “Very well. Grace, since you claim it was merely a misunderstanding, please explain yourself properly in front of everyone. I’m

certain Thalia isn’t unreasonable.”

With Lady Blackwood taking this position, Grace had no one left to shield her.

She sniffled, her expression a portrait of wounded innocence. “That day at the stables, I asked Thalia to teach me riding. Everything was fine until the horse suddenly went wild. I… I was thrown and injured.”

Everyone already knew this much, but Asher’s tone suggested there was more to the story. They maintained a tactful silence, waiting for her to continue.

Grace darted a nervous glance at Asher. His piercing gaze made her shrink back. She stammered, “It was just a misunderstanding, really. I thought Thalia disliked me and deliberately spooked the horse to hurt me. But later they found a wound on the horse’s neck–it must have been injured before being brought out. I must have accidentally pressed against it, causing the horse to bolt.”

She turned to Thalia with carefully manufactured contrition. “I’m sorry, Thalia. I misjudged you. shouldn’t have assumed the worst. Can you forgive me?”

Thalia’s brow furrowed as she regarded Grace silently.

I

Lady Blackwood spoke reproachfully, “Grace, how could you think such things about Thalia? She would never hurt you.”

Lord Blackwood also appeared displeased. “If you wanted to learn riding, why not take proper lessons? Not only did you end up injured, but you’ve created this ghastly misunderstanding with your brother’s

fiancée.”

At the mention of “fiancée,” a surge of jealous rage burned through Grace’s veins.

She managed to keep her voice steady. “I know I was wrong, Father, Mother.”

Asher’s gaze remained glacial. “That day, didn’t you explicitly claim that Thalia had kicked the horse, causing it to bolt? Why have you conveniently omitted that detail now?”

Without waiting for Grace’s response, Asher turned to his parents. “Mother, Father, who exactly has been

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Grace’s upbringing? How has she become like this–full of lies and manipulations?”

Lady Blackwood exchanged

you actually lie,

Grace’s face in well–practiced anguish. “I… I was wrong, Mother…”

you told me it was a misunderstanding, but you never mentioned that you lied.

Winters had caught on

Lord Blackwood, my daughter would never harm anyone deliberately. Your ward has falsely accused Thalia–surely you owe

family may not wield the same influence as yours, she has integrity and kindness. She would never stoop to such

unexpectedly moved hearing her father and stepmother defend her so

her relationship with them had been strained for years, it was clear they genuinely cared for her. Victoria had proven her care through actions over the years,

her emotional barriers.

“I’m sorry, Thalia. I was wrong. I shouldn’t have lied about you. I’m

certainly wrong, but she’s apologized now. Couldn’t you

Thalia frowned slightly.

something distinctly impatient in Lady Blackwood’s tone, as if withholding forgiveness would somehow reflect poorly on Thalia rather than Grace.

intervened. “Grandmother, I must say, that’s rather unfair. Whether to forgive or not is entirely

displeasure. “Asher, are you reproaching

carefully neutral. “I’m simply asking that Lia not be pressured.”

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up to his grandmother for her sake, Thalia quickly

a subtle glance at Asher, reaching for his hand and giving it a gentle squeeze, signaling him not to pursue the conflict

sharpness in his

exchange, Grace was seized with such fury that she nearly cracked her teeth

dug crescents into her palms as she watched

you disappear from this world

the middle of the night, Thalia was awakened by her phone

open her eyes a crack

cacophony of background noise blasted through

away from her ear. “Who is this?” Her voice was thick with irritation at being disturbed

on the other

something,”

just the chaotic

forced her eyes open enough to check the caller ID.

An unknown number.

guessed