Your Gold Digger is Actually A True Heiress by Vera Fiore

Chapter 69

Chapter 69

“Brother, I want to be in the photo too,” Grace called out, suddenly suppressing the jealousy in her eyes and using an artificially sweet tone. She walked over and wedged herself between Thalia and Asher.

Victoria let out an exaggerated gasp.

Sebastian turned to her with concern. “Victoria, what’s wrong?”

Victoria replied with mock seriousness: “Good Lord, what an enormous third wheel! I’m practically

blinded by it.”

Despite hearing Victoria’s comment, Grace remained firmly planted between Thalia and Asher, her skin evidently thick enough to withstand the barb.

Seeing that Grace had no intention of moving. Victoria leisurely folded her selfie stick and turned to Grace with a patently false smile. “So sorry, Grace, but we’ve finished taking photos. If you want a group shot, why not take one with Drake and your little friends?”

Grace restrained her impulse to lash out, instead forcing a smile as she linked her arm through Asher’s. “Then I’ll just take a few photos alone with my brother.”

Thalia lowered her lashes, her gaze falling on Grace’s hand.

Asher extracted his arm, giving Grace a cold look. “Aren’t you a bit old to be clinging to your brother? Perhaps it’s time you found yourself a boyfriend.”

Even with Grace’s impressive ability to maintain appearances, she couldn’t hide her dismay at Asher’s suggestion that she find a boyfriend. Her carefully constructed expression showed cracks, and her eyes revealed genuine hurt.

“Brother, why can’t I be close to you now that I’m grown? You used to dote on me so much.”

Asher’s manner remained cold and distant. “That was then, this is now. Grace, you need to understand

boundaries.”

Grace’s recent behavior had made her intentions painfully clear to Asher. Only because she was his sister had he spared her the embarrassment of exposing her true feelings publicly,

He’d also noticed Grace’s hostility and jealousy toward Thalia. Since Thalia disliked Grace, it was his duty as Thalia’s partner to make his position clear and provide her with security.

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Asher’s words stunned Grace. “Brother, we’re siblings–what boundaries could possibly be needed?”

Victoria made a disapproving sound. “You’re really playing the ‘Blackwood sister‘ card, aren’t you? What boundaries would be needed between an unrelated adult man and woman? I wonder.”

tears as she looked up at Asher pitifully.

is right. Though

relation. You shouldn’t behave in ways that might

dark eyes were deep and concerned. “Lia, we’ve finished with the

smile, her glance toward Grace filled with triumphant challenge. “Sister, if you want to

performance–you’ve truly mastered the art

title of “pick–me queen” belongs to no one

has an excellent pick–me

rapidly. The stream brought a

humidity made everything

his backpack. “Lia, put

of the significant temperature differences between day and

jacket, jealousy burned within

jacket and walked a short distance when

them.

around, but the winding mountain path

what had happened.

moment later, Eliza, one of Grace’s friends, came running up to them, calling

has twisted her ankle!”

but asked: “Is it serious?”

“It looks quite bad. She can’t walk. Please

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twist an ankle if one wasn’t careful. Thalia’s first instinct wasn’t to suspect anything–after all, Grace was Asher’s sister, and if she was injured,

what’s happened,” Thalia

“Alright.”

back along the path a short distance. They found Grace sitting on a rock at the side of the path, biting her lip and emitting

Asher asked.

looked up with tear–filled eyes. “I stepped on a small stone and slipped.

glanced down at Grace’s injury. Her knee was smudged with dirt, and her ankle was scraped with some blood seeping through–she was genuinely

you still

“I can’t.”

brother. Don’t worry about me. We’re almost at the summit–you should go ahead and watch the meteor shower. I don’t want

evening.”

to take you back down.”

before she quickly readjusted and continued her tearful performance. “Brother, I… I really wanted to see the meteor

who had been walking ahead, had heard it. Victoria had come back and arrived

mouth slightly. Well, well, she thought, playing the injured damsel now,

with a pitiful expression. “Brother, could you carry me up the mountain? We’re not far from the summit, and

exchanged glances, then simultaneously looked toward