Your Gold Digger is Actually A True Heiress by Vera Fiore

Chapter 167

Chapter 167

Grace fumbled her way over, and by the moonlight streaming through the ventilation port, she could see it was a

blanket.

It was covered with a thick layer of grime, so blackened that its original color was indistinguishable, and it emitted a nauseating stench–clearly unwashed for ages.

“Urgh-”

Grace retched involuntarily.

She had already vomited several times during the day from seasickness.

Having had nothing to eat, her stomach contained only acid, and her dry heaving produced nothing.

Feeling intensely nauseated, she kicked the blanket away in disgust.

She had previously lived a life of luxury in the Blackwood household. When had she ever endured such hardship?

Even when her mother was still alive and she was just a housekeeper’s daughter, she had never suffered like this.

Grace hugged her knees and began to sob quietly.

Her soft cries were drowned out by the sound of the waves.

The winter temperature was already low, and being at sea made the nights even colder.

She shivered violently, her lips turning purplish–blue, as if all the blood in her body was about to freeze.

Finally, she picked up that filthy, stinking blanket.

To survive, Grace had no choice but to wrap herself in the foul–smelling covering.

After a bumpy journey, Grace finally arrived in Britain.

Having been adrift for several days, unable to eat or sleep properly, she had lost considerable weight. She hadn’t bathed for days and emitted a foul odor.

Even the men who came to drag her off the ship couldn’t help but feel disgusted.

“Bloody hell! She absolutely reeks!”

“Urgh-”

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mouth with obvious revulsion, untied the ropes binding her, and threw her into the sea.

filthy slag. You stink to high

Southampton. Although there were no sharks in these waters, Grace couldn’t swim, so being

the man who tossed her

flailed in the water,

was faking it and stood on the shore laughing. “That’s it, splash around a bit more. Get properly clean. Don’t come back stinking near

referred to was Lucas, Asher’s subordinate.

docked was in

was bitingly cold. Grace trembled in the water,

a significant amount of seawater, making breathing increasingly difficult. After

beginning to sink,

cursed, “Bloody hell! You actually can’t swim? For fuck’s sake, now I’ve got to go in after

man naturally didn’t want to jump into the sea to

his surroundings and spotted an orange

ring and threw it into the sea. “Grab this and pull yourself out, you

her hand out and lacked the strength to paddle toward it.

ring and was about to sink, the man cursed

but Grace had swallowed a lot of seawater and was suffering from hypothermia. She had

she’s not dead, is she?” the man swore.

to get her cleaned up, is this really

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mean?”

violently. “You’ve no idea how bad she stank. I couldn’t take it anymore, so I chucked her in the sea. How was I to know she couldn’t swim? Just my bloody luck. I had to go in after her. I’m freezing my bollocks off Take her away and find a doctor to look at her.

but hurry up. If the boss arrives and you’re not

I know.”

next opened her

gradually returned, she swiveled her eyes to survey her

dark, cramped space, very similar to the room on the ship.

she was now in a vehicle.

likely the trailer of a large

thick

tightly around herself, hugging her body, her shoulders trembling

been

lady. Even without looking in a mirror, she could guess that her current appearance was probably similar to that of a

leaned against the metal wall of the trailer

blanket covering her, her wet clothes were still bone–chillingly cold, making her shiver as if she

an ice cave.

the lorry was

she would likely see

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