Your Gold Digger is Actually A True Heiress by Vera Fiore

Chapter 66

Thalia lowered her gaze, her eyes moving downward.

Asher was holding her hand, their fingers intertwined. His voice carried a mocking edge: “Reunite? As if Thalia would give such rubbish a second glance now that she’s with me.”

Crude, perhaps, but not untrue.

Thalia smiled demurely, playing along by leaning closer to him, nestling against his side like a contented bird seeking shelter. “Asher’s absolutely right. There’s only room for him in my heart now. Why would I spare a thought for some forgettable mistake from my youth?”

Drake’s smile froze, his expression darkening.

“A forgettable mistake from my youth.” Her words stung.

Was that truly how she saw him? As something so utterly insignificant?

Drake’s hand tightened into a fist at his side as he struggled to control his anger and resentment.

Simultaneously, a flash of jealousy crossed Grace’s eyes, almost imperceptible. She silently gritted her teeth, mentally cursing Thalia a thousand times over.

Victoria jumped in with a deliberately pointed tone: “Well, Miss Bennett, perhaps this explains why your family has such a questionable reputation. Chasing after someone Thalia grew bored with–rather desperate, isn’t it?”

“Who are you calling ‘someone she grew bored with“?” Drake snapped, unable to contain himself any longer.

Eliza’s face flushed with anger. She was about to argue with Victoria but caught sight of Sebastian standing behind her and thought better of it.

She couldn’t afford to antagonize the Darwin family.

“I’m talking about you,” Victoria replied coolly, crossing her arms and regarding Drake with open disdain.

“So you’re Drake Ashcroft? Dating you seems to be like having a criminal record for Thalia. Thank goodness she came to her senses and gave you the boot. Otherwise, I might have had to hold a knife to her throat to force her to break things off. Weren’t you back with your ‘perfect ex‘ or whatever? Why not

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bring her out for a stroll on such a lovely day?”

Drake was practically apoplectic with rage.

As he appeared on the verge of losing control completely and launching into a tirade against Victoria, Grace quickly grabbed his arm. “Come now, let’s all stop arguing. This is just a misunderstanding. It’s my fault entirely–I had no idea Drake and Thalia were previously involved.”

Grace bit her lip lightly, her eyes filling with tears as she looked at her brother, the picture of a wounded.

innocent.

truly didn’t know Drake was Thalia’s ex–boyfriend. I thought… I thought he

Brother, you won’t blame me, will you?”

manner: “Sister, it was merely an innocent mistake. How

planning, but he supported her unconditionally. With a cold expression, he replied, “If Thalia doesn’t blame you, then

momentarily speechless, looking at Thalia in confusion. Thalia offered her a sweet smile that sent chills down Grace’s spine. What was this

laughed inwardly. If Grace wanted to play games, they

uncomfortable.

“Let’s not all stand about like this. We should

began setting up camping tables and chairs, laying out tablecloths,

the necessary equipment was available. Everyone

Victoria gravitated toward the

don’t you

in question

of lamb with herb butter. “It wouldn’t work. I’ve tried several times before.

turn up

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right, wasn’t 17 This Grace Bennett is absolutely devious. Would you sooner heteve she didn’t know Drake

Since they’re so determined to make me uncomfortable, I might as well play along, and see who

Absolutely

“Thalia, was that absolute tosser

yelped

behind

That bloody hurt! I

Victoria shoved two platters into Sebastian’s hands–one with lamb chops,

accept

behind, resting his chin on her shoulder, his arms encircling her waist. His tone was uncharacteristically tender: “Lia.”

to tend to the barbecue. “This lamb will

in a moment.”

enveloped

gently nibbling her earlobe, his warm breath

he attempted to nibble her ear again, Thalia laughingly moved away. “Stop that! Everyone’s

watch. Let them see how perfectly happy we

quipped: “Victoria, do you smell something in the air?”

“What smell? I only smell the delicious barbecue.”