Your Gold Digger is Actually A True Heiress by Vera Fiore

Chapter 185

No one could have anticipated how suddenly disaster would strike

As they approached the restaurant entrance, two men burst from the crowd without warning

Both wore black masks and baseball caps pulled low over their faces.

One was tall with muscular, tattooed arms visible beneath his white t–shirt

The other was shorter and less imposing, but no less dangerous,

Thalia and Alana reacted with instinctive precision, sidestepping the initial assault.

“Get them out of here!” Alana shouted, dodging the taller man’s blade and landing a powerful counterpunch. Tve got this–go now!”

Lucy and Katie stood frozen, their faces drained of color.

For Lucy, the scene triggered a visceral flashback to her time at Sinclair & Klein–when a disturbed client had brandished a knife and her colleague had used her as a human shield. The memory paralyzed her with terror.

“Run!” Thalia grabbed both women by their arms, her voice cutting through Lucy’s panic.

The physical contact snapped Lucy back to reality, and she began moving on instinct.

Katie, experiencing this level of danger for the first time, found her legs uncooperative. The high heels she’d worn to work betrayed her after just a few steps–her ankle twisted sharply, sending her sprawling to the pavement.

Alana, now fully engaged with her attacker, made a split–second assessment: these weren’t ordinary thugs, but professionally trained operatives.

This wasn’t her first encounter with mercenaries, however. She knew their techniques–and their weaknesses.

The shorter assailant, seeing Katie fall, seized his opportunity. Breaking away from his companion, he sprinted

toward the vulnerable women.

“Can you stand?” Thalia crouched beside Katie, urgency edging her voice.

Katie gasped, her face contorted with pain as Thalia

barely touching

the distance with

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knife glinted in the fading sunlight as

hesitation. Thalia shoved Katie clear of the attack and engaged

a nearby strip of landscaped grass, watching in stunned horror as her boss executed a series of defensive

fear, a singular thought registered: Thalia

Katie’s side. “We

pale, cold sweat beading

insisted, already dialing emergency services

doing the same, voices

dispatched her opponent with brutal efficiency, immediately assessing the new

sent the muscular man reeling, she sprinted toward her

her own admirably, but her opponent’s training was evident in every movement. After several exchanges, it became clear that she was facing someone whose skills far exceeded those of

defenses were beginning

blade toward Thalia’s heart in what

blow.

blur of movement interrupted the attack–Alana’s hands locked around the man’s wrist with crushing force, drawing a grimace of pain from his partially

in time. From that angle and distance, Thalia might have avoided a direct hit to her heart, but the blade would have found flesh elsewhere.

attacker and appropriated his weapon, pressing the blade

throat.

prevented her from ending the threat permanently.

man, assessing his deteriorating

with cold

retrieved a medical ampoule from her

knife blade with its contents.

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