Your Gold Digger is Actually A True Heiress by Vera Fiore

Chapter 276

---- Chapter 242 In the bedroom, Asher leisurely explored Thalia's personal space. Her bedroom was simply yet warmly decorated. The bedsheets and covers were a soft, pale blue with low saturation. The room included a walk-in closet. Asubtle, delicate fragrance lingered in the air-the same scent as Thalia's usual perfume, reminiscent of some flower, light and gentle. Asher wandered around Thalia's room, examining everything with interest.

Awhite tablecloth covered her desk, immaculately clean, with a vase of fresh blue hydrangeas in full bloom. Next to the vase sat a light blue ceramic dog figurine. Asher remembered that Thalia and her mother had hand-painted it together at a pottery shop. ---- The figurine had once been broken, and he had founda restoration expert to repair it. Asher carefully picked up the ceramic dog, examining it from all angles.

original state. After inspection, he gently placed it back where it belonged. Several photo frames sat on the wooden cabinet nearby, all containing pictures of Thalia

at the camera, her clear, bright eyes shining like jewels, with two adorable dimples on her cheeks. Another captured Thalia's eighth birthday, wearing a delicate diamond tiara, eyes closed as she made a wish over her cake. Her mother, Sophie,

moments from Thalia's past that he had missed. Asher ran his fingers gently over each photograph, his eyes full of tenderness. From now on, he wouldn't miss any more moments in her life. An hour later, Aunt Victoria finally

one. ---- Strange, where had he gone? He couldn't have simply vanished. "Asher, are you here?" Thalia called out, perplexed. Suddenly. Awarm sensation enveloped her wrist as she was pulled by a strong force into a familiar embrace. Her back pressed against a solid