Your Gold Digger is Actually A True Heiress by Vera Fiore

Chapter 156

Thalia might have truly forgotten who Rupert Lysander was, but for Asher Blackwood, it was impossible to forget.

Rupert and Thalia were in the same year at university. When Rupert was a first–year undergraduate, Asher was already in his first year of postgraduate studies.

Logically, since Rupert was several years behind Asher and they attended different universities, they shouldn’t have had any connection.

However, one was the most handsome campus heartthrob in Cambridge University’s history, while the other was the most attractive male student at London School of Law in nearly a decade. Both were campus celebrities frequently compared due to their exceptional good looks.

This alone wouldn’t have bothered Asher, as he had no interest in such comparisons. The reason he remembered Rupert Lysander was because of that confession.

Rupert Lysander’s confession to Thalia Winters.

Asher remembered it clearly. In December of Thalia’s first year at university, on Christmas Day–a holiday perfect for declarations of love–Rupert had arranged roses in a heart shape on the Cambridge University sports field with great fanfare.

He was dressed as flamboyantly as a peacock displaying its feathers, strumming his guitar and singing love songs.

Asher was also completing his Master’s degree at Cambridge University and had a habit of running in the evenings. That day, he went to the field for his usual run, and the center of the sports ground was bustling with noise.

“Blimey, have you heard? That fit bloke from London School of Law has come to our uni to confess his love!” The gossiping voice of a female passerby reached Asher’s ears, but he paid no attention.

Such occurrences were common at university, nothing special, and he wasn’t interested.

Asher began his jog.

The surrounding gossip continued to filter through.

“The Law School heartthrob? Is it Rupert Lysander?”

“Yeah, I just spotted him with a guitar in the middle of the field, arranging roses into a heart. I’ve got to say, Rupert truly deserves his reputation–he’s absolutely gorgeous!”

“Wow, even London School of Law’s hottest guy has come to our uni to confess. I absolutely must check this out.”

“Wait up, I’m coming too.”

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Lysander was surrounded by a crowd. He wore a light khaki coat over a white turtleneck sweater, looking refined and elegant.

fingers strummed the guitar strings, playing

He sang beautifully, hitting every note perfectly. His voice was gentle, deep, and textured, captivating countless

song ended, someone brought Thalia Winters before

stood stone–faced among the spectators, watching this

to the girl before him, his voice incredibly tender: “Thalia Winters, I like you. Would

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and graceful, creating a perfectly romantic atmosphere for this confession. It seemed even the heavens were supporting

the center of

good looking and academically accomplished, but he also came from a wealthy family. He

and a beautiful woman–a match made

The answer seemed obvious.

he forgot to breathe, his fingertips gradually tightening, his

However.

Thalia’s answer surprised everyone.

but I can’t accept

faded from

hair, and the dim

why?” His mood seemed to

pursed her lips, her expression cool and composed, her tone revealing no emotion whatsoever. “Because I’m not interested in dating right

in commotion once

an eyebrow, his lips

satisfied

immediately, never

that Thalia had many suitors during her university years. She probably rejected over a dozen such confessions annually, so it was normal for

and face of

at the restaurant on Valentine’s Day, he