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.”

tourists visiting Annecy made a point of

online for some time, and Thalia had long wanted to visit. She had previously planned an itinerary that included this inn, but Drake had

to disappoint when it came

about that? I’ll take you to Switzerland someday–the mountains there are

cold water. Later, when work became busy, she

more than two years later, she had finally

was here

cold breeze blew past, causing

“Chilly, my

Thalia’s down jacket and placed it over her head, his

“Keep your hood up to block the wind. I can think of much more pleasant ways to

want to take photos soon, and the hood won’t

for the photos. The wind is rather brutal now–be

Asher, her eyes playful.

eyes darkening slightly. “A kiss would warm me rather thoroughly.”

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you’re not

kiss. Call it… payment for services

smile at him. This man who normally

when they

now–by his stance, it was clear he wouldn’t budge

and stood on her tiptoes to

feet three inches, he stood more than a head taller than Thalia.

your head, you impossible man,” the young woman

Thalia’s, offering himself for her kiss. “Your wish is my command,

bowed to anyone was willingly lowering his

would he gladly and willingly bow.

hooked her arms around Asher’s neck and kissed

for a deep kiss, so she merely gave him

her head, deepening the kiss,

she realized what was happening, Thalia struggled free from his hold, her

crimson.

twice to hide her embarrassment. “Ahem,

people here. We can continue this when we get back,” she whispered, the promise in

in a satisfied smile. “I shall hold you

turned her head, her face

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the smile

swept through, and snow began to

the inn, gazing at her from afar

also noticed

an icy coldness that

Thalia’s hand and

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