Your Gold Digger is Actually A True Heiress by Vera Fiore

Chapter 126

Chapter 126

After securing the major deal with Caresol, the head partner, having had several drinks at lunch, fell asleep immediately upon returning to the hotel.

With no commitments for the afternoon, Thalia was free to do as she pleased.

St. Andrews, perched on Scotland’s east coast, was a renowned tourist destination, famous for its historic golf courses and university.

Thalia’s hotel was situated overlooking the sea, offering exceptional views of the North Sea and the golden sands of

West Sands Beach.

By afternoon, the temperature had risen to a pleasant 15 degrees, unusually warm for January in Scotland.

Thalia had remained in her hotel room resting all afternoon. As sunset approached, she changed into a light sweater and jeans, applied sunscreen, put on her sunglasses, and headed for the beach.

This section of beach was relatively quiet, with only a few people strolling along the shoreline.

Thalia settled on a bench overlooking the sea, removed her sunglasses, and gazed at the boundless ocean, allowing her mind to drift.

The crimson sun hung at the horizon where sea met sky. The clouds were tinged with orange–red, their edges gilded with gold. The water sparkled with fractured light, glittering like a mirage.

The sea breeze carried a hint of salt, crisp and refreshing.

Thalia sat back, leisurely appreciating the seaside sunset, feeling a profound sense of tranquility.

She had been working non–stop recently, overwhelmingly busy, and hadn’t relaxed like this in ages.

“Hello beautiful, all by yourself?” Thalia had barely settled when a man approached her.

Thalia, expressionless, didn’t even deign to look at him properly. “Married with two children. My husband’s looking after them in the hotel.”

Rather than deterring him, her response seemed to encourage the man.

He stepped closer, his gaze fixed on Thalia, looking her up and down with leering eyes. “Well, well, a yummy mummy! And still with such a cracking figure after two kids.”

Thalia ignored him completely.

The man moved another step forward, now uncomfortably close to Thalia. “While hubby’s not around, fancy a bit

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of fun?”

Thalia turned a look of disgust toward him. “Sod off.”

phrase, concise and

the man continued with a lecherous grin. “I quite like a woman with a bit

was about to stand up and take action when suddenly the

came a new voice with

turned to look,

Drake doing

his feet, cursing profusely

against Drake, who

was outmatched, the sleazy man fled

his clothes and turned to

face remained cold. “What are you

sat down on the bench next to Thalia.

had, of course, bribed one of Thalia’s colleagues at the law firm

cold in London lately. I came to St. Andrews for a vacation.

true. Whether he was genuinely on holiday or had deliberately

none of your business,”

you know Asher’s in St. Andrews too? He came with

“What exactly are you trying

all men are the same. Did you really think Asher would be

me now?”

“Right.”

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about your broken engagement. You’ve split up, haven’t

you?”

“No.”

to stay and listen to Drake’s

Thalia about to leave, Drake quickly grabbed her hand, but before he could speak, Thalia twisted his wrist with

cried out

hand, her eyes filled with undisguised revulsion. “Drake, I made myself perfectly

obsessively on Thalia. “Thalia, I can’t. I

you disgust

turned and walked away without

must have been involved with that actress while you were still together. You’d barely broken up when rumors

her lips together, her features cold as she quickened her pace, refusing

followed closely behind. “Have you seen tonight’s entertainment gala? Asher and that actress are walking the red carpet

the words “making it official,” Thalia’s steps faltered.

that Thalia had finally stopped, smirked. “Thalia,

“Piss off!”

send me away. I know

said piss off!”

toward them. “Excuse me, I’m a guest here. This man is harassing me. Could you

Thalia, listen to

Drake back. “Sir,

face reddened with anger. “Harassing? She’s my girlfriend. We’re just having a spat. Let go of me!”

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