Your Gold Digger is Actually A True Heiress by Vera Fiore

Chapter 151 On the way to the hospital, Thalia returned calls to her friends Victoria and Charlotte, assuring them not to worry.

Upon reaching the hotel, she caught up with Katie for a while until dinner tapproached.

Thalia glanced at her watch and suggested: "Shall we grab sdinner?" "Yes, let's," Katie agreed.

"What would you like to eat?" Katie smiled. "I'm not fussy." "Let's have a look at what's nearby, then." After dinner, Thalia said: "You should go ahead and submit your CV to the firm through the normal application process." "I will." "Have you found anywhere to live yet?" Thalia asked, inquiring whether Katie had secured a rental.

Katie replied: "Not yet." Thalia nodded. "I'll help you look into soptions." Katie quickly waved her hands. "Don't trouble yourself, Thalia. I can manage." "Don't be silly. You hardly know London, and I don't want you getting ripped off." "Well..." Katie hesitated briefly. "If you're sure it's no bother." "Of course not," Thalia checked the time. "Lettake you back to your hotel first. I've got someu- shortly." "Sure." After dropping Katie at the hotel, Thalia immediately drove to Ashcroft Group headquarters.

At half past five, the employees hadn't yet left for the day, so Drake was likely still in the office.

Just as she parked outside the Ashcroft building, her phone rang with an unknown number.

A True Heiress end to 98.7% Chapter 151 In fact, when Thalia had first turned on her new phone, she'd noticed several calls from unknown numbers but had paid them little attention.

The phone rang several times before she answered: "Hello?" "Thalia, you finally picked up. Where are you? Are you okay? Did Malfoy hurt you?" It was Drake's voice.

Thalia's grip tightened on the phone as a surge of rage coursed through her.

Suppressing her fury, she replied coldly: "Me? Thanks to you, I nearly died. As it happens, I'm right outside your office building. Cdown and let's have a chat.” "You're outside my building?" Drake sounded disbelieving and repeated the question.

Thalia responded impatiently: "Stop wasting time. Just cdown." Drake quickly replied: "Okay, sure. Wait forin the lobby. I'll be right down." After hanging up, Thalia walked to the lobby and sat on a sofa.

Before Drake appeared, she encountered another familiar face.

Sienna was wearing a cream-colored Chanel suit, carrying a white LV handbag with light blue patterns. Her outfit was strikingly similar to Thalia's, and even her hairstyle was identical.

Thalia didn't recognize her immediately, merely noting that the woman's style strongly resembled her own.

Looking closer, she realized with interest that the woman was Sienna.

What was this about? Was she copying Thalia's style? Thalia frowned. Sienna was imitating her? It felt as though something unpleasant was stalking her.

Sensing her gaze, Sienna turned, hesitated in her steps, and frowned.

"Thalia Winters?" Alarm bells instantly rang in Sienna's mind as her expression darkened. She walked over and demanded, "What are you doing here?" Seated on the sofa, Thalia looked up at her with a casual, mocking tone: "Well, if it isn't you. I saw you earlier and thought you were my sister or something. Why have you started copying me? Playing the doppelgänger game, are we?" Sienna's face paled.

She noticed that? 98.8% Chapter 151 Quickly composing herself, she responded defensively: "Copying you? God, you're so full of yourself. Why would I need to copy you?" Thalia scrutinized her from head to toe.

Then, suddenly, she let out a derisive laugh.

"What's so funny?" Sienna asked, irritated.

"I just remembered a story," Thalia replied with a contemptuous glance. "Have you ever heard of the ugly woman who tried to imitate the beautiful one's frown, Miss Quinn?" Sienna's face turned green with anger.

Of course she knew that story.

"Thalia Winters, I've met conceited people before, but you really take the cake. What, is this style your patent? Only you're allowed to dress this way?" Thalia looked at her with amusement.

"The style isn't my patent, of course. I understand, Miss Quinn. It's just a coincidence that your outfit resembles mine, your hair resembles mine, your makeup resembles mine, and even your perfhappens to be the sas mine. Correct? It's all just a happy accident. You're certainly not copying me, just a massive coincidence." Sienna's expression turned extremely unpleasant. She was about to retort when a male voice interrupted. "Thalia!" Drake's excited voice rang out.

Sienna froze.

Thalia's face darkened as she coldly regarded Drake.

Sienna glared at Thalia. "You're here for Drake? Thalia, you guys broke up forever ago. Why are you still chasing after him? That desperate for male attention, huh?" Thalia laughed coldly. "You think everyone's like you, picking up rubbish and treating it like treasure? Drake approached just in tto hear this comment.

Thalia had called him rubbish, which did cause him a small pang of disappointment.

But it didn't matter. He was used to it.

He knew that given his past treatment of Thalia, "rubbish" was actually quite mild. He was self-aware enough to recognize this.

99.0% Chapter 1st "Thalia, I'm just glad you're safe," Drake said as he reached her, his expression gentle, his eyes full of lingering affection.

This remark immediately angered Thalia. She abruptly stood from the sofa and slapped him across the face The sharp, resounding slap was jarringly out of place in the lobby. The few passersby all turned to look, and the receptionists cast curious glances their way.

Drake was rather handsand always well-dressed. Sfemale employees, including thereceptionists, harbored secret crushes on him. Seeing him get slapped, the receptionist was stunned.

If she hadn't feared losing her job, she would have recorded this tic moment to show the othe employee moment employees upstairs-their CEO being slapped by a woman was quite the spectacle. "Thalia Winters, are you out of your mind?" Sienna cried out when she recovered from the shock of seeing Drake slapped, clearly distressed.

Sienna pulled Drake toward her concernedly. "Drake, are you okay? Letsee your face." Drake had turned his head with the force of the slap. After a moment of stunned silence, he brushed Sienna's hand away and met Thalia's gaze.

Drake asked with a wounded expression: "What's the matter, Thalia?" Thalia's voice was icy, radiating a palpable chill. "You called the police?" Drake replied: “Yeah, I did. I heard you'd been kidnapped. I was worried about you, thought something bad might happen." Thalia's face flushed with anger as she coldly demanded: “How did you know I'd been kidnapped by Malfoy? Was it Grace who told you?" ♡ (0) (0) Chapter 152 Chapter 152 mmMwWLlilofiflo&1 mmMwWLlilofiflo&1 mmMwWLlilofiflo&1 mmMwWLlilofiflo&1 mmMwWLliIofiflo&1 mmMwWLlilofiflo&1