Your Gold Digger is Actually A True Heiress by Vera Fiore

Chapter 318

---- Thalia didn't hesitate or look back even once. When she returned to the suite, Lucy approached her. "Lia, why do you look so upset?" "Just ran into a lunatic." Lucy's eyes widened in surprise. "What lunatic? What happened?" Not wanting to elaborate, Thalia said, "Let's not talk about him. It's unpleasant." Katie looked over. "Lia, are you okay?" 'Thalia, her face slightly dark, simply said she was fine. Lucy and Katie exchanged glances, tacitly agreeing not to press further.

Lucy tugged at Thalia's arm, swaying it playfully like a child. "Lia, I just sang a song, and Katie said I was off-key. I disagree! Let me sing it again, and you be the judge-see if I'm really off-key." She was deliberately changing the subject, trying to keep Thalia from dwelling on what had just happened. ---- Thalia's gloomy expression eased into a slight smile. "Alright, let me hear it." "Great!" To cheer Thalia up, Lucy intentionally sang off-key, changing her vocal style from before.

In her rendition, the song transformed into something resembling an elementary school poetry recitation. Thalia recognized Lucy's intention and felt touched. She played along, laughing heartily. After a good laugh, Thalia's mood improved, and she even let Lucy persuade her to have a couple of drinks. When the gathering ended, everyone headed out together. In the club's outdoor parking lot. Rupert approached, his eyes filled with concern. "Lia, you've been drinking, so you shouldn't drive.

but I'll go back with Alana. She hasn't been drinking, so she can drive." Nearby, Alana held up the car keys. Rupert's expression didn't change as he nodded. "Alright, drive safely." Thalia made a

got home safely." ".." Thalia was momentarily silent. "Mr. Winters, I don't think that's necessary," Thalia said seriously. "I have a boyfriend. When

boyfriend gets jealous easily, and I don't want to do anything that might upset him. So, let's skip the call." ---- Though Thalia's tone was gentle, her words cut like a blade into Rupert's heart. He lowered his eyelashes, his gaze dimmer than the yellowish streetlights. "Iunderstand," Rupert said, his voice so soft it scattered in

comforting him. "Brother, maybe you should set your sights on someone else. It doesn't seem like Thalia has those feelings for you. This one-sided