Your Gold Digger is Actually A True Heiress by Vera Fiore

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Dr. Hawards rubbed her forehead in resignation. “This will only make her despise you more tee is mated to someone who behaves so extremely.”

“Yeah.” Drake lowered his sleeve, his expression vacant. “She already told me that she said. Don’t try anything like that again.’ Doctor, doesn’t that prove she still cares about me?”

Dr. Hawards didn’t follow his line of thinking, deftly changing the subject and redirecting Dear’s thongies.

She gently guided him through the session, providing therapeutic support

The treatment that day lasted nearly four hours.

At the conclusion, Dr. Hawards offered sincere advice.

She recommended that Drake gradually distance himself from this relationship and from the person who dominated his thoughts.

Dr. Hawards told Drake he needed to shift his life’s focus and stop directing his attention toward that person

Drake appeared to listen, even nodding vaguely as he left.

In reality, he hadn’t absorbed a single word.

Stay away from Thalia? That was impossible!

Nightfall brought insomnia for Drake.

He was still living in the apartment next to Thalia’s Tribeca flat, but she had moved out.

The night was silent and still.

Drake lay in bed.

The room was unlit, completely dark.

Drake closed his eyes, and Thalia’s face appeared in his mind, over and over.

Suddenly, a hateful figure forced its way into his thoughts.

Asher gave him a taunting smile, then took Thalia’s face in his hands and kissed her passionately.

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“No! Stop!” Drake suddenly shouted. “Don’t touch her! Get away! Get out!”

a madman in the darkness of

tormented himself by imagining scenes of Asher

curled up on his bed, muffled sobs echoing in

contracted into

from her afternoon nap and was feeling rather peckish when

hand through her hair, casually threw on a cream–colored fur coat,

I’m the housekeeper Mr. Blackwood arranged to cook for

woman approaching fifty, dressed in a black padded jacket, with a kind

“Just a moment, please. I should

cautious with strangers, she couldn’t simply let anyone

confirm with Mr. Blackwood. I’ll wait right here,” the woman

Asher’s

a housekeeper

daughter–in–law has learned all her cooking techniques. I specifically asked her to

momentarily

remembered Mrs.

Rosalind, had learned her cooking skills from Mrs. Wilson, and Asher had once taken

had only met Mrs. Wilson and her son, not this daughter–in–law who hadn’t been present.

touched that Asher had been so thoughtful, specifically asking Mrs. Wilson’s daughter–in–law to

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notice these small gestures.

softened instantly, becoming as sweet and tender

understand

and politely invited Mrs. Wilson’s daughter–in–law inside.

years old, and had a daughter two years younger than Thalia who worked

Mr. Blackwood told me which dishes you enjoy, so I’ve purchased ingredients for those. What would you like for dinner this evening?” Mary entered carrying two large bags

I’m sure I’ll enjoy everything. I’m not particular–please prepare

in such a place! My goodness, everything was quite dear, but all organic and naturally sourced. Should be top quality, very safe

and straightforward, somewhat familiar in her manner, which Thalia rather appreciated.

if you remember

was momentarily taken aback.

she began

“Please, there’s no need to be so formal.

asked, “Very well then, Thalia it is. Now, where

pointed. “Just over

evening. Would a roast chicken with seasonal vegetables and

Thalia nodded. “Perfect.”

Asher instructed his driver to take him to Pan

he had purchased the apartment for Thalia.

arranged for several large suitcases filled with new toiletries, bathrobes,