Your Gold Digger is Actually A True Heiress by Vera Fiore

Chapter 230

---- Chapter 225 "Tm not alone," Asher's voice was husky. "Matt and I are taking turns driving. Lia, I need to see you in person to know you're safe." It was over 600 miles-normally a ten-hour drive without traffic. With the flooding disaster in New York, it would take even longer. Thalia's grip tightened on the phone, her heart trembling, eyes burning with unshed tears. Though deeply touched, her words came out defensive. "Who asked you to come looking for me?

It's dangerous with all this flooding. Stop trying to be heroic, okay? If something happens to the Blackwood heir, I can't take that responsibility. I'm fine-just go back home. Don't come." Asher gave a self-deprecating laugh. "Nobody asked me to come. I wanted to. Lia, don't worry-if anything happens, it's my own doing, It has nothing to do with you." Thalia's throat tightened, tears welling in her eyes. "Asher, I forbid you to come.

too dangerous. She couldn't let him put himself at risk. But Asher wasn't listening. His voice carried a hint of choking emotion: "Lia, if something

was crystal clear. The setting sun emerged slowly from behind the clouds, spilling orange-red twilight across the horizon. The clouds looked as if they'd been

hadn't completely receded. She constantly worried something might happen to him. As she tossed and turned, unable to sleep. Aknock came at the door. Thalia got up to answer. Manon stood outside. "What is it?" Thalia asked. Manon handed Thalia her phone. "Thalia, that gentleman who called this afternoon just sent a text message. Take a look." Thalia's breath caught. She looked down at the

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