Your Gold Digger is Actually A True Heiress by Vera Fiore

Chapter 284

---- At that event, Asher had accompanied the Blackwood family patriarch, Even the powerful Spanish official had treated the Blackwood patriarch with utmost respect and deference. The second time Sean saw Asher was three years ago at a business reception. His father had brought him along to network and discuss business. Asher had been the center of attention, surrounded by admirers. Many people had wanted to approach him but couldn't get the opportunity.

His father had warned him: he could play around however he wanted, but he must never offend London's young master. If he ever crossed the Blackwood heir, he needn't return home--his family would disown him to avoid being dragged down. Sean knew his father wasn't joking or trying to scare him. He was the third son, with two older brothers. Moreover, his father kept three mistresses, two of whom had borne children-a son and a daughter.

---- Both his biological brothers were more capable than him, and the illegitimate children were also favored by his father. As a spoiled, useless son, he truly could be discarded at any moment. In those few seconds, many thoughts raced through Sean's mind, leaving him in a cold sweat. Then, Sean witnessed a scene that terrified him. The Blackwood heir turned to the woman who had gotten him thrown in detention, asking with concern: "Thalia, are you alright?" What!

head, responding to Asher: "I'm fine." Sensing the situation had turned unfavorable, Scarlett, her earlier arrogance completely gone, tried

were you saying earlier? Oh right, you said the Winters heiress was poor and pretentious, wearing fake designer items. Why aren't you saying that now?" "We all heard you humiliate Miss Winters in front

face the consequences of your actions?" Scarlett got up, never having been so humiliated in her life. Froma distance, Asher cast a chilling glance in her direction. Scarlett shuddered, meekly approaching Thalia to apologize. Head bowed, she mumbled, "I'm

sympathy. Ina high-pitched, delicate voice, she said, "Sir Blackwood, this is a misunderstanding. I've already apologized to Miss Winters. Couldn't you please let this go?" She prided herself on understanding