Your Gold Digger is Actually A True Heiress by Vera Fiore

Early the next morning, Thalia was awakened by a telephone call.

She groggily pressed answer, her voice heavy with sleepiness. “Hello? Who is it?”

“Thalia, you need to come to the hospital to see Drake.” James‘ urgent, worried voice came through the line. “Drake nearly died, do you know that?”

The mere mention of Drake’s name filled Thalia with irritation. She’d already been exhausted from the

previous night’s activities, hadn’t slept nearly enough before being rudely awakened, thinking it must be something important–only for it to be about Drake.

Thalia was thoroughly annoyed, her temper flaring. She responded testily: “If he dies, just arrange the funeral. Let me know when it’s happening, and out of respect for our past relationship, I’ll send a generous condolence gift to his mother.”

With that, Thalia promptly hung up, not caring about James‘ reaction, and switched her phone to silent.

The commotion had awakened Asher. From beneath the covers, he tightened his arm around Thalia, his voice deep and magnetic. “Stay and sleep a bit longer with me.”

Thalia nestled closer to Asher, like an affectionate kitten seeking warmth.

The two of them lay snuggled in the same warm duvet, holding each other close.

The world seemed to contain only the two of them.

No matter how fiercely the snow and wind raged outside, it had nothing to do with them.

When James placed the call, Drake was already awake.

The call had been James‘ own idea, though he knew exactly what Drake was thinking.

Drake was clinging to an unrealistic hope–he desperately wanted to know if Thalia would be concerr about him nearly dying. Would she come to see him?

So he had anticipated this call eagerly.

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He had instructed James to put it on speakerphone.

However, when Thalia heard he had nearly died, not only did she offer not a single word of concern, but she responded with such cold–hearted words.

Drake’s hands clenched into tight fists, the veins on the backs of his hands protruding, his face paper–white, his lips completely drained of colour.

his phone, swallowing nervously. He thought Drake would explode with anger,

a rage as he typically

prolonged silence, he simply said quietly: “Leave me alone. I

room, he encountered Sienna coming toward him.

all

full of concern. “How

shaking his head helplessly.

How did a simple vacation land

below zero. He was wandering around in just a thin shirt, eventually collapsed in the snow. Some passerby brought him to the hospital.”

would he do something like that?”

seemingly caught between speaking and

James could guess the reason–it could only be because of

Drake had collapsed last night was near their accommodation in Annecy, where

could he

was such a

first returned from abroad,

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with no regard for Thalia’s feelings. Now

and James

be

Sienna, James genuinely

Thalia were together, yet she had shamelessly thrown herself at

wasn’t so difficult to

tone, James said: “It’s probably because of Thalia. You know, Thalia has a fiancé now, and they’re quite in love. Drake saw Thalia and her boyfriend at the old

of profound regret. “You’ve no idea–he nearly died. If that passerby hadn’t found him in

surreptitiously observed Sienna’s

drained from

murmured: “For

look at him, isn’t he pathetic? Ah, only learning to cherish something after losing it…”

anger, her voice rising sharply. “You’re saying he nearly threw his

for Thalia?”

her disapprovingly: “Madam, this

down.”

shifted from white to red

door. “Drake! What’s

his gossipy eyes peering curiously into the

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