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

unmoved, his tone indifferent. “Victoria is right.

behave in ways that

her and took Thalia’s hand. His dark eyes were deep and concerned. “Lia, we’ve finished with the photos. Shall we continue?”

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

performance–you’ve truly mastered the art of playing

The title of “pick–me queen” belongs to no one but you. Unfortunately for you,

an excellent pick–me radar.

the temperature dropped rapidly. The stream brought a distinct chill to the air,

everything feel

his backpack. “Lia, put this

outdoor experience, was unaware of the significant temperature differences between day and night

give Thalia his jacket, jealousy burned within her.

the jacket and walked a

them.

winding mountain path and surrounding trees obscured

of what had

later, Eliza, one of Grace’s friends, came running up

has twisted her ankle!”

but asked: “Is it

bad. She can’t walk. Please come and see.”

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mountain path was rugged, and it was easy enough to slip or twist an ankle if one wasn’t careful. Thalia’s first instinct wasn’t to suspect anything–after all, Grace

what’s happened,” Thalia said to

“Alright.”

sitting on a rock at the side of the path, biting

happened?” Asher asked.

stone and slipped. I took a tumble and hurt my ankle.

dirt, and her ankle was scraped

you

“I can’t.”

worry about me. We’re almost at the summit–you

evening.”

“I’ll find someone to

tearful performance. “Brother, I… I really wanted to see the meteor shower too.

cry had been loud enough that Victoria and Sebastian, who had been walking ahead, had heard it. Victoria had come back

Grace’s injury and twisted her mouth slightly. Well, well, she thought, playing the injured damsel now, are we?

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

exchanged glances, then simultaneously