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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and blocked

Ander het ges her gathering dust in the Winters Estate

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her to throw away all her belongings from ther

eyes darted nervously toward the man sing on

Blackwood, Miss Winters has asked me to throw away

things…”

“Don’t throw anything away. Keep everything exactly as it is. Her room should be cleaned daily. She’ll come

unsure

had been hired by Asher specifically to cook for Thalia. Now that Thalia was gone, who would

for?

about to lose

moved to a new place. I wonder if the

her

Fifteen minutes later.

received another call from

me, and I’m now without work. Might you need a cook at your new place?”

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you my address come whenever it’s convenient for you just let me know before you arrive

right now, actually. Are you home? I

be fine. Come

the call, Mary turned to Asher, “Mr.

lunch to Sinclair & Klein on workdays. I’ll continue paying your salary, but don’t refuse if she offers

she would be receiving double wages, her face lit up with delight. “Yes, of course, Mr. Blackwood. Don’t worry–I’ll take excellent care of Miss

Day, Asher threw himself into work at Blackwood Industries, keeping

dare allow himself a moment’s pause–the instant he had even a second

CEO’s office, Asher sat at his computer, deeply engrossed

lounged on the sofa, regarding Asher with a complicated expression. “Mate, there’s something I’m not sure whether

even look up, his

concerns Lia. Are you certain you don’t want to hear

faltered momentarily as he looked up

concerning Lia, and he can’t help but

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