Your Gold Digger is Actually A True Heiress by Vera Fiore

Chapter 195

Chapter 195 " Blood … " Victoria trembled , her words fragmenting as shock overtook her . " So much blood … he jumped … oh God … " Someone had committed suicide ? Thalia felt her stomach drop . " Victoria ! " Sebastian burst through the doorway , immediately gathering the traumatized woman into his arms . " It's okay , I've got you , " he murmured , cradling her against his chest . His voice dropped to a soothing whisper as he stroked her hair . " I'm right here . You're safe now .

" Victoria shook uncontrollably , her fingers digging into Sebastian's shirt collar . Tears streaked her ashen face - the sight had completely shattered her composure . Guilt washed over Thalia . She should never have let Victoria wander the corridors alone . Judging by her state , Victoria must have witnessed the aftermath firsthand . That kind of trauma doesn't fade easily . After several moments consoling Victoria , Sebastian turned to face Thalia .

To her shock , his complexion was nearly as pallid as Victoria's . He met Thalia's questioning gaze , drawing a deep breath before delivering the news . " Andrew jumped to his death , " he said quietly . " Lady Blackwood couldn't handle the shock . Her heart gave out on the spot . " Thalia's eyes widened in disbelief . Asher had barely returned to the Blackwood estate when he received news of his father's suicide .

Almost immediately after Asher had refused Andrew's request to see Malfoy , Andrew had ended his life . A simple step from a window . Lady Blackwood had been in the same hospital wing . News travels quickly in such places . The shock triggered a massive cardiac arrest - the medical team couldn't save her . Everything had happened with brutal suddenness . Yet somehow , it felt almost inevitable .

09:48 99.0 % Your Gold Digger is Actually A True Heiress Chapter 195 After hanging up , Asher stood motionless in the mansion's courtyard , rain beginning to speckle the flagstones around him . Two Blackwood deaths in a single day sent shockwaves through London's elite circles . Asher moved quickly to suppress details of Andrew's suicide .

had wasted away to skin and bones , his appearance so altered that even acquaintances wouldn't have recognized the figure who plummeted past the hospital windows .

he was still in the United States , unable to return immediately . After speaking with Asher , the old man spent the

arranged for both bodies to remain in the hospital morgue until the elder return , when proper funerals would be held . Mr. Blackwood's Night pressed against the hospital windows . Thalia lay awake, her mind racing . The day's events had knocked the world off its axis . She'd known about Lady Blackwood's weak heart - at eighty - something

strictly prevented Asher from visiting her , and friends had

the thin hospital blankets , Thalia finally reached for her phone . Her thumb hovered over the screen before typing a simple message : [ I'm so sorry about your loss . ] Minutes stretched into an hour with no reply .

moved on from Asher . Not really . With the double tragedy striking the Blackwood family , her concern for him felt like a physical ache . He must be

offer real comfort - something beyond platitudes . She rubbed her eyes , forcing them to focus on the screen . She typed . Deleted . Typed again . Deleted it all , character by character . In the end , Thalia sent nothing . Because words felt

Thalia dreamed . A small boy watched his father embrace another child , his eyes pools of sorrow and longing . 99.2 % She approached , realizing with a start that the boy had Asher's distinctive eyes . " Asher … " she whispered . The little boy looked down , dejection written across his features . " I'm his son too , " he said softly . Pain bloomed in Thalia's