Your Gold Digger is Actually A True Heiress by Vera Fiore

Chapter 117

Chapter 117

The next day–New Year’s Day.

Thalia returned to the Winters Estate for a visit.

Victoria and Randolph were both there.

As soon as Thalia entered. Victoria greeted her with a smile. “Thalia, you’re back! We’re just about damn for lunch. Freshen up first?”

Thalia had been hungover from the previous night and hadn’t woken until eleven that morning. She’d quickly showered, changed, and driven home, arriving just in time for lunch.

Lucy came running over in her little leather shoes and hugged Thalia’s legs. “Thalia!”

Thalia smiled warmly as she pulled out a beautifully wrapped gift from her bag and handed it to Lucy. “Lucy, Happy New Year, darling.”

The little girl accepted the gift with a sweet smile and planted a noisy kiss on Thalia’s cheek.

Randolph handed her a gift bag. “Your New Year’s present. Open it and see.”

Thalia took it, puzzled, and looked inside.

It contained a key and property documents.

Randolph spoke matter–of–factly: “Thalia, this flat is very close to Sinclair & Klein–convenient for work. I know you young people enjoy your New Year celebrations. This is my New Year’s gift to you. The car was Victoria’s choice–it’s in the garage. After lunch, you can go and have a look.”

Thalia’s eyes warmed with emotion, a wave of gratitude washing over her. “Thank you, Dad. Thank you, Victoria.”

She accepted their thoughtful gift with genuine appreciation.

After lunch, Thalia casually checked her phone and noticed a WhatsApp friend request.

Her heart suddenly tightened.

She instinctively held her breath as she opened it, only for disappointment to flood through her.

It wasn’t from Asher.

Drake, whom she had long since blocked and deleted, had created a new account to contact her.

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Thalia might not have recognized who it was, but he had added a message

[Have you broken up with Asher?]

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request and blocked all future messages frote bes

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in Mayfair–prime real estate in one of London’s not yerdigon élimen It was a spacious 2,000–square–foot luxury apartment, fully furnished with

Mary, the housekeeper from Pan Peninsula, asking her

call, Mary agreed verbally while her eyes darted nervously toward the man sing on the sola

Mary cautiously spoke: “Mr. Blackwood, Miss Winters has asked

things…”

man’s voice was heavy with exhaustion. “Don’t throw anything away. Keep everything exactly as it is. Her

hesitated, unsure how to

cook for Thalia. Now that Thalia was gone,

for?

to lose

silent for a moment before speaking. “She’s moved to a new place. I wonder if the

her

Fifteen minutes later.

received another call from Mary.

Winters, Mr. Blackwood has dismissed me, and I’m now without work. Might you need a cook

momentarily startled before quickly

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ending the call, Mary turned to Asher, “Mr.

eat when she’s busy. The flat is close to her firm, so you’ll need to deliver lunch to Sinclair & Klein on workdays. I’ll continue paying your salary, but don’t refuse if she offers to

with delight. “Yes, of course, Mr. Blackwood. Don’t

Year’s Day, Asher threw himself into work at Blackwood

a second of free time, Thalia’s face would inevitably appear in his

at

sofa, regarding Asher with a complicated expression.

didn’t even look up, his tone indifferent. “Then

closed his mouth several times. “It concerns Lia. Are

faltered momentarily as he looked up from the

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