Your Gold Digger is Actually A True Heiress by Vera Fiore

Chapter 174

“Yes, of course,” Thalia put on a fake smile. “Who am I to turn down paying clients?”

Thalia sat down in the single armchair next to Asher. An assistant brought them tea, then quietly left, closing the door behind her.

Thalia curled her lips slightly, picked up her teacup, took a sip, and asked, “How exactly does Mr. Blackwood propose to work together?”

Asher took out two document folders. “These are the cases that need representation.”

He handed the folders to Thalia.

Thalia accepted them. “The Blackwood Group is such a massive enterprise, and as CEO, you must be incredibly busy. Do you really manage trivial matters like litigation yourself?”

Her tone was decidedly sarcastic.

Asher, however, didn’t seem to mind. He smiled and replied good–naturedly, “Working with Ms. Winters is hardly a trivial matter.”

Thalia ignored this comment and expressionlessly opened the folders to examine the contents.

For a major corporation like Blackwood Group, even a single sales contract could involve tens or hundreds of millions in value, with evidence running into thousands of pages or even multiple boxes. Asher couldn’t possibly have brought all that evidence with him.

The folders contained consolidated case information, listing various cases that Blackwood Group wanted to entrust to the firm, along with evidence summaries.

Thalia quickly scanned through them.

Blackwood Group had many subsidiaries across various industries, including high–tech, hospitality, and fashion and jewelry.

The materials concisely outlined the types of cases needing representation, the claims sought, and key evidence. Everything was clear and straightforward, obviously having been preliminarily organized.

Each case had comprehensive evidence–contracts, company bank transaction records, chat logs between company staff and counterparties, and various receipts, all preserved in full.

Cases with such complete evidence carried minimal litigation risk and had high chances of success–the kind that all lawyers preferred to handle.

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After looking through the materials, Thalia smiled enigmatically. “Thanks for this, Mr. Blackwood.”

Asher’s gaze rested on Thalia, his eyes containing a subtle smile. “My pleasure, Ms. Winters.”

Thalia nodded. “Tll have my assistant print out the engagement contract. Won’t be a moment”

“Take your time.”

Thalia rose, opened the door, and walked out.

reception room, she saw everyone gathered around

saw her and excitedly said, “Ms. Winters, Rupert’s treating the entire firm

“Seems I found the right partner after all.”

whispered, “Thalia, I think I just spotted Mr. Blackwood. My eyes weren’t playing tricks on me, were they?

and Thalia at the bar, she had become their biggest supporter. Later, when Asher helped find a compatible bone marrow donor that saved Teresa Bormen’s life, Lucy became even more

Thalia and

gave a simple “Mm–hmm.”

neck to peek at the reception room behind Thalia. “Is

lightly flicked her forehead. “Don’t

the great CEO to come discuss in person? Is our firm that prestigious?” Lucy gave Thalia

pretended to glare at her as

Thalia noticed a Starbucks coffee cup

from Rupert’s coffee treat.

her glance at the coffee and said with a half–smile, “One of your colleagues just brought this in, say

amusement playing at his lips. “There was even a

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Rupert.”

Mr. Blackwood,” Thalia casually remarked. “If it’s not to your taste, don’t feel obliged. Leave it for someone who’d appreciate it. No

but said

if everything’s in order,”

papers.

“Right.”

made a

“Right away, sir.”

formally dressed middle–aged man appeared at the law firm.

him: “Legal representative, Martin

and politely greeted him: “Hello, Mr.

“Hello, Ms. Winters.”

took out the company seal and a pen from his briefcase, and professionally

contracts.

contract must be signed, with each party keeping one. Asher had entrusted

mouth twitched slightly.

someone to sign

even glancing at them, his pen moving

asked, “Mr. Clarke, don’t you want to review these before

approved them, there’s certainly no issue,” Martin replied without looking up, continuing to sign like an automated

paused momentarily. “Mr. Blackwood hasn’t actually reviewed