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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in No. 1 Grosvenor Square in Mayfair–prime real estate in one of London’s not yerdigon élimen It was a spacious 2,000–square–foot luxury apartment,

Pan Peninsula, asking her to throw away

verbally while her eyes darted nervously toward the man sing on the

spoke: “Mr. Blackwood, Miss Winters has asked me to throw away all her

things…”

away. Keep everything exactly as it is. Her room should be cleaned daily. She’ll come back

I…” Mary hesitated, unsure how

to cook for Thalia. Now that Thalia was

for?

about to lose

moved to a new place. I

to her taste.”

Fifteen minutes later.

call from

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refuse but the thought of Mary losing her livelihood made it impossible

need someone to cook for me. I’ll send you my address come whenever it’s convenient for you just let me know before you arrive

now, actually. Are you home? I could

would be fine. Come

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

to 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

receiving double wages, her face lit up with delight. “Yes, of course, Mr. Blackwood.

into work at Blackwood Industries, keeping frantically busy.

pause–the instant he had even a second of free

CEO’s office, Asher sat at his computer,

complicated expression.

his tone indifferent.

several times. “It concerns Lia. Are you certain you don’t want to hear it?”

up

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