Your Gold Digger is Actually A True Heiress by Vera Fiore

Chapter 144

Thalia was forced up the stairwell of the abandoned construction site by Malfoy’s men.

She suffered from acrophobia, and with each step higher, her legs grew increasingly weak.

The unfinished concrete structure had no handrails on the staircase and no safety barriers on the upper floors.

Thalia climbed slowly, one precarious step at a time, flanked by Malfoy’s thugs.

Silently counting the floors as they ascended, Thalia noted they stopped when they reached the twenty–sixth level.

The man restraining her halted as well.

“What’s the time?” Malfoy asked with languid indifference.

“Seven–forty, boss,” replied the man who had kidnapped Thalia the previous night.

Thalia didn’t know his name.

Upon hearing the response, Malfoy raised an eyebrow slightly, turning his gaze toward Thalia. “Tell me… do you truly believe Asher will sacrifice himself for you? Come alone to die like the lovesick fool he is?”

Thalia pressed her lips together, lowering her eyes.

“Frightened?” Malfoy’s voice was deceptively gentle. “Don’t worry. If you’re so desperate not to part with him, I can arrange for

to be together–a pair of star–crossed lovers meeting their tragic end.”

Thalia kept her head down, maintaining her silence.

Malfoy gave a derisive laugh. Finding her silence tedious, impatience flickered in his eyes.

“I’m speaking to you. Are you bloody deaf?” Malfoy suddenly seized Thalia’s arm, yanking her roughly before shoving her forward with brutal force.

Caught off guard, Thalia stumbled forward, losing her balance. Her body swayed precariously before she crashed hard to the ground.

With her hands bound, she couldn’t maintain her balance or break her fall.

heavy thud echoed as she hit the concrete.

ground first, sending excruciating pain through her body. Her face contorted in agony, and her complexion turned ashen. Her upper body followed, striking the floor. Though her face was white with pain, she didn’t cry out–she

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dangerously close to the edge of the building. Seeing the drop before her, Thalia’s

she looked down at the dizzying drop below. Her acrophobia made her vision darken, and

mute, have you?” Malfoy observed her continued silence with an incredulous

bucket beside him with savage force.

and clanging against concrete was jarring and abrupt.

henchmen all held their breath, not daring to make a sound.

frowned, unable to comprehend the man’s volatile mood swings.

innocently, seemingly in good spirits.

talk, I’ll find a way to make you scream,” Malfoy’s expression twisted maliciously as he fixed his gaze on Thalia, suddenly breaking into a cold laugh.

toward Thalia, his voice dropping to

playing on his lips, his eyes full of predatory intent. “How do you think Asher would

flew open, filled with a

expression,

you scream,” Malfoy said, his voice taking on a vicious

as she forced herself to speak:

smile took on an indescribably sinister quality that sent chills

you, but I never promised I wouldn’t have a bit of fun with

down at her with arrogant, untamed eyes, as if regarding an insect

crush at will.

Blackwood’s used–up slag. I despise damaged goods,” Malfoy deliberately humiliated her, his language growing

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her eyes lowered, concealing the hatred and

smiled cruelly. “I suppose I’ll let my lads take turns with you instead. They’re not

am.”

his mouth, Malfoy’s henchmen

they had already been eyeing her. Now, hearing their

his head down throughout, not once looking in their direction.

interest in such