Your Gold Digger is Actually A True Heiress by Vera Fiore

Chapter 227

---- Chapter 224 Thalia didn't make a habit of memorizing phone numbers. All her family and friends' contact information was stored in her phone--she'd simply look in her contacts whenever she needed to call someone. She never expected to find herself in this situation. Now her phone was ruined, Alana's was dead, and she couldn't remember any numbers. Even if she could borrow Manon's phone, she wouldn't know what numbers to dial. Manon felt terrible.

"If I'd known there would be flooding, I never would have asked you to come. My husband and I should have just gone to London to find you." Thalia shook her head. "Don't say that. If you and your husband had come to the city, what about your son?" Manon's son was only two years old and needed constant supervision. Her in-laws had passed away, and her only living relative was her frail mother, who couldn't possibly help with childcare.

be here soon. Being out of contact for a day isn't serious-I already called my father to let him know I'm safe." When Thalia had arrived, it had been a beautiful sunny day. The weather forecast had

preparing dinner at five in the afternoon. The rain had finally stopped. The water level in the house had receded somewhat. Last night around midnight, it had reached their calves. Now ---- it had dropped to just above the ankles. Manon gave Thalia her spare pair of rain

women's boots," Manon said, looking apologetically at Alana. Alana walked barefoot through the water, her face expressionless. "It's fine." Thalia worried Alana might catch cold. "Alana, maybe you should wait upstairs.

more would reveal too much. Thalia smiled, smoothing over the moment. "Alana participated in an extreme challenge