Your Gold Digger is Actually A True Heiress (Thalia) novel Chapter 73

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For several days following the family dinner incident, Asher did return to the Backordmang 

Lady Blackwood Sr. called him numerous times. Initially, he answered, asking her why she was trying 

Thalia. 

Lady Blackwood explained her reasoning, claiming that Thalia had Beam ofcimizing her presus granddaughter Grace. 

Asher explained that the situation was nothing like what Grace had described, but Lady Blackout wouldn’t listen. She firmly believed that Asher had been bewitched by Thalia and refused to belle fr sweet granddaughter Grace would lie. 

When communication proved futile, Asher ended the call. He didn’t answer any of Lady Blackwood’s subsequent calls over the following days. 

During this time, Lady Blackwood Jr. also phoned to attempt reconciliation Upon learning that her adopted daughter had been stirring up trouble, she felt somewhat displeased with Grace. 

Grace continued to fan the flames in the old lady’s ear, attributing numerous “offences to Thalla, one of which was driving a wedge between Asher and his grandmother, causing discord in the Blackbrood family. 

Lady Blackwood Sr., who had initially harboured only mild discontent toward Thalia, now thoroughly detested her prospective granddaughter–in–law after Grace’s instigation. 

Monday morning, Thalia was awakened by her alarm. She struggled to open her eyes, preparing to get up for work, but felt a bone–deep chill throughout her body. Her head was pounding unbearably, and she couldn’t stop coughing. When she took her temperature, it registered a concerning 39°C (102.2°F). 

The flu had been making its rounds recently, and she had unfortunately caught it. 

Thalía called in sick to work and responsibly checked herself into hospital for treatment. 

After completing the hospital admission procedures, Thalía considered informing Asher but remembered he was dealing with a difficult project recently, working late into the night. She decided 

She didn’t want Asher to worry. 

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She was an adult, perfectly capable of taking care of herself. It was just a minor flu–there was no need to 

trouble Asher. 

Thalia arranged for a private nurse and domestic help. 

Initially, the flu had made her voice hoarse, but after receiving IV medications and taking two rounds of oral medicine, her voice returned to normal. When Asher called, she was able to conceal her condition. 

“Thalia Winters is actually in hospital?” Grace couldn’t hide her delight when she received a call from her friend Olivia Spencer. 

Olivia confirmed: “Absolutely true. I was visiting a friend at the hospital yesterday and happened to see 

her completing admission paperwork.” 

Grace asked eagerly: “Was she alone? Asher wasn’t with her?” 

“She was alone. I asked my friend who works at the hospital, and she found out that a hired nurse has been caring for her these past two days. It seems Asher doesn’t know she’s ill and hospitalized.” 

“I see,” Grace replied, her mind already formulating a plan. 

Asher returned to his townhouse after a long day’s work. 

As he switched on the lights, a figure suddenly lunged forward. Instinctively, Asher grabbed the intruder 

in a defensive hold. 

“Ouch! That hurts! Asher, it’s me!” Grace cried out in pain as she looked up. 

Asher frowned and released her. “How the bloody hell did you get in?” 

Grace rubbed her arm. “The housekeeper let me in.” 

After massaging her arm, she pointed toward the dining room. “You haven’t eaten yet, have you? I’ve prepared dinner for you.” 

mily, had 

Grace, who had been the housekeeper’s daughter before being adopted by the Blackwoc learned to cook from an early age. Sometimes she would personally prepare meals to please Lady 

Blackwood Sr. 

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Asher walked to the dining room. The table was set with two steaks, two glasses of red wine, with candles and roses as decoration. 

A romantic candlelit dinner. 

Grace’s intentions couldn’t be more obvious. 

Displeasure flickered across Asher’s face. “Why would you turn up here unannounced? We have household staff to prepare meals. I don’t need you to cook for me. Besides, I’ve already eaten. And more importantly, you need to stop harbouring these inappropriate feelings for me.” 

Upon hearing this, Grace’s face paled. Her lips trembled as tears welled in her eyes. “I’m sorry, Asher. I didn’t think this through properly. I just wanted to surprise you.” 

She bit her lip, looking wounded. “Since you’ve already eaten, I’ll clear all this away.” 

Grace began clearing the table. 

Before Asher had returned, Grace had been fantasizing about the two of them dining together–flickering candlelight, fragrant roses, wine–induced warmth, everything perfectly romantic! But now her plans had been ruined, and she felt deeply frustrated. 

She needed to act while Thalia was in hospital. 

Grace’s gaze fell on the wine. 

Asher had gone to the living room and was no longer in the dining area. 

Grace took out a powder she had prepared in advance and mixed it into the red wine. 

In the living room. 

Asher removed his jacket and draped it casually over the sofa. 

He leaned back, long legs slightly bent, tiredly rubbing his temples as he took out his phone to message 

Thalia. 

[Just got home. Has my Lia gone to sleep?] 

There was no reply. It was eleven o’clock–she was probably asleep. 

He felt a slight disappointment. 

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At that moment, Grace approached elegantly with a glass of wine. “Would you like some wine, Asher?” 

Asher was known for his appreciation of fine wines. His home contained an impressive collection of valuable vintages, with an entire wall of the ground floor dedicated to a wine cellar. Each bottle was worth thousands or tens of thousands of pounds, with some exceptional ones valued in the hundreds of 

thousands 

He had a habit of enjoying a small glass of wine to relax when tired, which Grace knew well. 

Grace walked over with the glass and sat beside him, leaning in closely. 

Displeasure crossed Asher’s face as he pushed her away by the shoulder. “You should leave. I’ll have my driver take you home.” 

Grace looked on the verge of tears. “What’s wrong, Asher? Have I done something to upset you?” 

“Don’t come here again,” he replied coldly. “Give up these ridiculous ideas of yours.” 

“Asher, I know you’ve been terribly busy and tired lately. I only wanted to show my concern. Do you really need to be so cruel to me?” 

“I have a girlfriend. I don’t need your concern.” 

Asher called his driver, instructing him to take Grace home. 

“If