Your Gold Digger is Actually A True Heiress by Vera Fiore

Chapter 145

“Go, untie the ropes binding her. Where’s the sport in keeping her restrained?” Malfoy directed this to Jerry.

“Right away, sir,” Jerry replied, walking toward Thalia.

Everyone present heard their exchange clearly. Moments earlier, Malfoy had ordered his men to assault Thalia.

They had advanced like a pack of hungry wolves toward their prey.

Thalia was lying at the edge of the building, somewhat distant from them.

The group

had only made it halfway when they heard Malfoy’s command. They all stopped in unison, swallowing hard, their eyes fixed eagerly on Thalia as they impatiently waited for Jerry to untie her.

Thalia glared fiercely at Malfoy, her eyes conveying a desire to subject him to a thousand agonizing cuts.

Malfoy, the psychopath, savored her hatred. A smile played on his lips as he asked with perverse pleasure, “Hate me, do you?”

“Too bad. Crushing you would be as simple as squashing an ant. No matter how much you loathe me, you’re utterly powerless. The impotent rage of the helpless is like a stimulant to me.”

Jerry walked over, pulled Thalia away from the edge, and untied the ropes binding her.

The moment she was freed, Thalia recklessly charged at Malfoy.

Jerry had just dragged her closer to where Malfoy stood, putting them in close proximity. When Thalia lunged, Jerry couldn’t react in time.

Malfoy’s other henchmen were distracted, their minds filled with vile thoughts about assaulting the woman. They had assumed Thalia was a helpless female, never imagining she would risk her life attacking Malfoy once freed.

So no one stopped her initially.

She successfully reached Malfoy.

Malfoy reacted quickly, dodging her potentially lethal blow.

Then he immediately counter–attacked, shouting, “Stand back, all of you! Nobody interfere!”

gleamed with excitement, his entire being in a state of manic frenzy as he ordered

down.

previously monitored Thalia, they had reported videos of her crying, drowning her sorrows in

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and pining for

a pretty airhead, hopelessly

a solicitor by profession, but hadn’t respected her

mind, Thalia was simply a fool obsessed with romance.

never understood why someone like Asher

beautiful, but there were plenty of attractive women. Why had Asher become so utterly besotted with this particular

ordered his men to capture Thalia, they hadn’t mentioned that she had any fighting

the building, she had been pale with fear. To Malfoy, she seemed no different from any other fragile woman–a pampered young lady obsessed with romance, terrified at the slightest

expected she would have the courage to attack him,

in Russia. The training he had endured was beyond what ordinary people could

a deserted island to

been thrown into a fighting pit to battle ferocious beasts.

to handle his mentor’s illegal dealings, engaging in violent confrontations with rival gangs, committing murders and

even rivaling the local military in Russia.

twenty–four, he had killed his mentor with his own hands, becoming

an inhuman opponent, Thalia stood

person in a state of extreme anger and reckless abandon can tap

Thalia at this moment.

knew she couldn’t possibly leave this building alive.

the choice between being violated by a group of vile men or

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dying in humiliation, she chose to release all her emotions–the hatred and fury

full of surprises,” Malfoy’s expression shifted from contempt to genuine astonishment, his eyes showing newfound interest.

a

their violation or leap from

these two possibilities but never imagined she would attack him…

was like a frenzied lioness, possessed of

in place, watching the intense battle