Your Gold Digger is Actually A True Heiress by Vera Fiore

Chapter 101

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!”

in the darkness

scenes of Asher and

bed, muffled sobs echoing in

contracted into a ball, crying

her afternoon nap and was feeling rather

through her hair, casually threw on a cream–colored fur coat, and went to

I’m the housekeeper Mr. Blackwood

approaching fifty, dressed in a black padded

moment, please. I should check

with strangers, she couldn’t simply let anyone in.

course! Please do confirm with Mr. Blackwood. I’ll wait

dialed Asher’s

you arrange for a housekeeper

Mrs. Wilson is getting too old to come herself, but fortunately her daughter–in–law has learned all her cooking techniques. I specifically

was momentarily stunned.

Mrs.

her cooking skills from Mrs. Wilson, and Asher had

met Mrs. Wilson and her son, not this daughter–in–law

thoughtful, specifically asking Mrs. Wilson’s daughter–in–law to

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these

softened instantly, becoming as sweet and tender as candy

I understand

the call and politely invited Mrs. Wilson’s

woman’s name was Mary, she was forty–seven years old, and had a daughter two years younger

dishes you enjoy, so I’ve purchased ingredients for those. What would you like for dinner this

enjoy everything. I’m not particular–please prepare whatever

specifically instructed me to shop at Whole Foods. It was my first time in such a place! My goodness, everything was quite dear, but

straightforward, somewhat familiar in her manner, which

wonder if you remember me–I used

momentarily taken aback.

Mary’s comment, she began

no need to be so formal. Just call me

“Very well then, Thalia it is. Now, where might I find the

pointed. “Just over there.”

on dinner, then. Mr. Blackwood mentioned he’d be joining us this evening. Would a roast chicken

Thalia nodded. “Perfect.”

finished his work, Asher instructed his driver to take him to Pan

purchased

awkwardness about not having a change of clothes, Asher had arranged for several large suitcases filled with new toiletries, bathrobes,