Your Gold Digger is Actually A True Heiress by Vera Fiore

Chapter 197

Chapter 197 Mid - May , the elder Mr. Blackwood concluded his North American diplomatic tour and returned to England to bid farewell to his wife and son . The funeral for Andrew and Lady Blackwood was scheduled for May 17th . The day arrived beneath a gunmetal sky , heavy clouds pressing down like a physical weight , the atmosphere thick with unspoken grief . Fifteen kilometers north of the Blackwood estate stretched a private cemetery .

Generations of Blackwoods rested beneath its manicured grounds . Row upon row of headstones stood in dignified silence , sentinels marking time's inexorable march and life's inevitable conclusion . Today , two new markers joined their ranks , each bearing a name , birth date , and the same day of death . Mourners in formal black moved quietly through the grounds , their faces drawn and solemn . The two graves were positioned one above the other , reflecting their generational difference .

Floral tributes surrounded both headstones , white blooms stark against the rich earth . As the ceremony began , the minister's voice carried across the gathering , deep and measured , guiding the assembled through the rituals of farewell . The mourners bowed their heads in silent tribute . Time seemed to stretch , heavy with finality . Finally came the moment of personal farewell . One by one , mourners stepped forward to place white chrysanthemums on the graves .

Despite their complicated history with the Blackwood family , Randolph and Victoria had come to pay their respects . After placing their flowers , they offered simple condolences to the three remaining Blackwoods standing in a tight cluster . As the service concluded , a young woman in a tailored black dress with a white flower in her hair approached . " Mr. Blackwood , Aunt Catherine , " she said softly , addressing the elder Mr. Blackwood and Catherine . 99.09 % The elder Mr.

Blackwood acknowledged her with a bare nod . Catherine's response was equally minimal . " Lucia . " Having greeted them , the woman turned toward Asher . Her expression visibly softened , warmth creeping into her eyes . " Asher . " His face remained impassive , his response measured and distant : " Thank you for flying back for the funeral . " Lucia's gaze held barely concealed tenderness . " I'm so sorry for your loss .

, " deliberately shifting his gaze away . The message couldn't have been clearer . Recognizing the dismissal , Lucia lowered her eyes , her lashes fluttering slightly . She pressed her lips together and turned away without another word .

he could still feel the phantom warmth of Thalia against him . Thalia's wound hadn't fully healed , her doctor advising against unnecessary movement . Though she'd wanted to attend the funeral , Randolph had put his foot down . So she remained in her hospital room , chafing against the restriction .

plagued her sleep , leaving her waking up screaming . For weeks now , she'd remained secluded at home , receiving intensive therapy . Thalia called every few days to check on her . Sebastian always answered , his voice tight

Chapter 197 appropriately somber . " Knowing what Thalia really wanted to know , Charlotte added quietly , " Asher's holding up . Don't worry too much " Thalia

them . " Charlotte , " Lucia greeted with practiced warmth . " Been a while . " " Charlotte ? What happened ? " Thalia's confused voice came through the phone .

for dinner ? " Lucia asked , her tone casual but purposeful . " My treat . " Charlotte hesitated ,

to change first . You choose the place . " " Perfect , " Lucia replied . " I'll

feelings . Now that Malfoy was behind bars and Lady Blackwood was gone , reconciliation seemed increasingly possible … Chapter 197 . A private dining room at an exclusive restaurant owned by Schulz Corp gleamed with understated luxury .

of tea before asking directly : " So Asher and Thalia really broke up ? " Though based abroad for years , Lucia had monitored Asher's life with unwavering attention . His engagement to Thalia