Your Gold Digger is Actually A True Heiress by Vera Fiore

Chapter 77

Chapter 77

After taking photos, Asher and Thalia began building a snowman in the courtyard.

Thalia created an adorable large snowman about half her height.

She adorned it with a scarlet scarf and a little crimson hat, then used her peach oolong tea–colored lipstick to give the snowman rosy cheeks.

Asher leaned close to her ear, his breath warm against her skin. “Those rosy cheeks are utterly enchanting, just like yours when you’re… flustered.”

Thalia laughed, a delicate blush rising to her own cheeks at his suggestive tone. “Of course they are–this is my very own daughter, after all.”

After completing the snowman, Thalia brushed the snow off her gloves and looked at their creation with the pride of a new parent. “We simply must give her a proper name, don’t you think?”

“Capital idea,” Asher’s lips curved upward, his eyes never leaving Thalia’s face. “How about Sugar? It sounds rather like your name, Lia. Sweet… irresistible… tempting…”

Thalia’s eyes brightened, ignoring–or perhaps enjoying–his playful innuendo. “That’s absolutely perfect. Sugar it is.”

“Let’s take a family portrait, shall we?” Asher suggested, his smile warm and tender as his hand found the small of her back, drawing her just a fraction closer than strictly necessary.

“I’d love that,” she replied, taking the camera. “I’ll find someone to help us.”

Thalia approached the young couple who had been building snowmen earlier. “Excuse me, would mind awfully taking a photo for us?”

you

“Of course,” the young woman took the camera. “Though I’m not terribly familiar with how to use this

contraption.”

Thalia leaned in to show her. “The settings are already adjusted. You need only press here.”

“Right, I see.”

“Thank you ever so much.”

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“It’s no trouble at all.” The young woman whispered to Thalia, “You and your boyfriend make such a gorgeous couple. Are you Instagram influencers or something of the sort?”

Thalia shook her head, her eyes crinkling with amusement. “Goodness, no. And thank you–you’re quite

lovely yourself.”

After taking photos, Thalia and Asher visited a famous spot nearby.

It was a traditional inn with a distinctly historical ambiance. From the carved wooden windows on the third floor, one could see the snow–capped mountains in the distance, embodying the poetic sentiment of “the window frames a thousand years of snow on the western mountains.”

made a point of taking photos here.

visit. She had previously planned an itinerary that included this inn, but

never failed to disappoint when it came to

a window looking at mountains. What’s so special about that? I’ll take you to Switzerland someday–the

Later, when work became busy,

than two years later, she had finally made

this time, she was here with

causing

“Chilly, my

Asher pulled up the hood of Thalia’s down jacket and placed it

strand of hair from her face. “Keep your hood up to block the wind. I can think of

to take photos soon, and the hood won’t look particularly fetching in

The wind is rather brutal now–be

eyes playful. “Are you

“A

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not

a kiss. Call it… payment for

at him. This man who

seeking affection when they were together.

was clear he wouldn’t budge

helplessly and stood on her tiptoes

a head taller than Thalia. Even on her tiptoes, she couldn’t

man,” the young woman pouted. “I can’t reach

himself for her kiss.

to anyone was willingly lowering his

Winters would he gladly and willingly

arms around Asher’s neck and kissed him.

passing by, Thalia was too self–conscious for a deep kiss, so she merely gave him

suddenly placed his hand on the back of her head, deepening the kiss, his lips urgent against hers, reminding

struggled free from his hold, her

crimson.

tactically twice to hide her embarrassment.

when we get back,” she whispered, the promise in her voice

affection, his lips curved in a satisfied smile. “I shall hold

her face

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smile vanishing from her

and snow began to fall from

inn, gazing at

noticed Drake.

eyes, replaced by an icy coldness that cut

and

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