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.

contorted with pain as Thalia helped

on one foot, the injured one barely touching the ground. Walking was clearly impossible,

closed the distance

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knife glinted in the fading sunlight as he lunged directly at

hesitation. Thalia shoved Katie clear of the attack and engaged

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

a singular thought registered: Thalia knows how to fight?

Katie’s side. “We need to move–now!”

pale, cold sweat beading

me,” Lucy insisted, already dialing emergency services

the street were doing the same, voices rising

efficiency, immediately assessing the new threat to Thalia.

kick that sent the muscular man reeling, she sprinted toward her employer.

evident in every movement. After several exchanges, it became clear

were beginning to falter.

attacker recognized his advantage, driving his blade toward Thalia’s heart in

blow.

movement interrupted the attack–Alana’s hands locked around the man’s wrist with crushing

have avoided a direct hit to her heart, but the blade would have found flesh elsewhere. Any wound would have drastically

appropriated his weapon, pressing

throat.

prevented her from ending the

deteriorating

with cold derision.

retrieved a medical ampoule from her pocket and broke the seal. In one

the knife blade with its

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