Your Gold Digger is Actually A True Heiress by Vera Fiore

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For several days following the family dinner incident, Asher did return to the Backordmang

Lady Blackwood Sr. called him numerous times. Initially, he answered, asking her why she was trying

Thalia.

Lady Blackwood explained her reasoning, claiming that Thalia had Beam ofcimizing her presus granddaughter Grace.

Asher explained that the situation was nothing like what Grace had described, but Lady Blackout wouldn’t listen. She firmly believed that Asher had been bewitched by Thalia and refused to belle fr sweet granddaughter Grace would lie.

When communication proved futile, Asher ended the call. He didn’t answer any of Lady Blackwood’s subsequent calls over the following days.

During this time, Lady Blackwood Jr. also phoned to attempt reconciliation Upon learning that her adopted daughter had been stirring up trouble, she felt somewhat displeased with Grace.

Grace continued to fan the flames in the old lady’s ear, attributing numerous “offences to Thalla, one of which was driving a wedge between Asher and his grandmother, causing discord in the Blackbrood family.

Lady Blackwood Sr., who had initially harboured only mild discontent toward Thalia, now thoroughly detested her prospective granddaughter–in–law after Grace’s instigation.

Monday morning, Thalia was awakened by her alarm. She struggled to open her eyes, preparing to get up for work, but felt a bone–deep chill throughout her body. Her head was pounding unbearably, and she couldn’t stop coughing. When she took her temperature, it registered a concerning 39°C (102.2°F).

The flu had been making its rounds recently, and she had unfortunately caught it.

Thalía called in sick to work and responsibly checked herself into hospital for treatment.

After completing the hospital admission procedures, Thalía considered informing Asher but remembered he was dealing with a difficult project recently, working late into the night. She decided

She didn’t want Asher to worry.

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She was an adult, perfectly capable of taking care of herself. It was just a minor flu–there was no need to

trouble Asher.

Thalia arranged for a private nurse and domestic help.

Initially, the flu had made her voice hoarse, but after receiving IV medications and taking two rounds of oral medicine, her voice returned to normal. When Asher called, she was able to conceal her condition.

“Thalia Winters is actually in hospital?” Grace couldn’t hide her delight when she received a call from her friend Olivia Spencer.

Olivia confirmed: “Absolutely true. I was visiting a friend at the hospital yesterday and happened to see

her completing admission paperwork.”

“Was she alone? Asher wasn’t with her?”

that a hired nurse has been caring for

replied, her mind already

townhouse after a

lights, a figure suddenly

defensive hold.

me!” Grace cried out

frowned and released her. “How the bloody

her arm. “The

room. “You haven’t eaten yet, have you? I’ve prepared dinner for

mily, had

the Blackwoc learned to cook from an early age. Sometimes she would personally prepare

Blackwood Sr.

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walked to the dining room. The table was set with two steaks,

romantic candlelit dinner.

couldn’t be

household staff to prepare meals. I don’t need you to cook for me. Besides, I’ve already eaten. And more importantly, you need to stop harbouring

welled in her eyes. “I’m sorry, Asher. I

lip, looking wounded. “Since you’ve already eaten, I’ll clear

clearing the

had returned, Grace had been fantasizing about the two of them dining together–flickering candlelight, fragrant roses, wine–induced warmth, everything perfectly romantic! But now her plans

needed to act while Thalia was in hospital.

fell on the

the living room and was no longer

she had prepared in advance

the living

and draped it casually

slightly bent, tiredly rubbing his temples

Thalia.

my Lia gone

It was eleven

felt a slight

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that moment, Grace approached elegantly with a glass of wine. “Would you

for his appreciation of fine wines. His home contained an impressive collection of valuable vintages, with an entire wall of the ground floor dedicated to a wine cellar. Each bottle was worth thousands

thousands

small glass of wine to relax when tired, which

and

by the shoulder. “You should leave. I’ll have my driver take

wrong, Asher? Have I done something to

again,” he replied coldly. “Give up these ridiculous