Your Gold Digger is Actually A True Heiress by Vera Fiore

Chapter 81 On their third day in Annecy, Asher received a call from his associate, Lucas, informing him that Vanessa had been found.

Thalia was also feeling rather worn out from their sightseeing and wanted to return hto rest for a couple of days, so they packed their luggage and headed back to London.

After Vanessa had feigned pregnancy and been released from detention, she had been abducted by Grace's people and smuggled to the Middle East.

Grace's promises to send her abroad and arrange accommodation and employment had never materialized.

Instead, Vanessa had been sold to a fraud operation in the Middle East, where she endured terrible abuse and lived in conditions worse than animals.

Asher's people had located her, and since the operation's leader was also British and aware of the Blackwood family's power and influence, he dared not offend them and had no choice but to hand her over.

In a dimly lit basement.

Vanessa was tied to a wooden chair.

Her hair was disheveled, her body covered in wounds, her appearance utterly wretched.

These injuries weren't inflicted by the Blackwood people, but rather by the overseers at the fraud operation where she had been kept.

Asher entered through the basement door.

Dressed entirely in black, his demeanor was cold and severe, his handsface shrouded in darkness.

He sat down on a sofa three or four meters away from Vanessa, his gaze fierce. "Tell me, who put you up to this?" Upon seeing Asher, Vanessa immediately broke down.

Chapter 81 "Asher, don't-don't look at me!" The woman's voice was hoarse with crying, her eyes flashing with despair. "I look absolutely dreadful right now." Asher frowned with displeasure.

To him, Vanessa was merely an unforgivable criminal; he couldn't care less about her appearance.

Hearing nothing useful, Asher lost patience, his tone becoming harsh. “Did I stutter?" Vanessa shook her head through her tears. "I can't tell you. I... I had no choice. For the sake of all those years I loved you, couldn't you just letgo?" Asher's eyes were ice-cold, without a trace of warmth. "Tell me, and I'll let you go." Vanessa begged him tearfully, "Please, Asher, I truly can't say. Please spare me. I didn't mean to ruin your engagement ceremony..." At this point, her tone changed, her face full of concern. “Has your wound healed? I'm sorry, I never meant to hurt you... I...” She hadn't intended to harm Thalia either.

All of this was Grace forcing her hand! But she couldn't say that.

Her father was still in Grace's clutches.

She had been thrown into that operation and tortured for over a month. She hated Grace more than anyone, wanted her dead more than anyone! But she couldn't say so.

Her father was her only remaining family in this world.

Seeing that the man showed not the slightest softening toward her, Vanessa's heart sank to despair. “Asher, just kill me. I cannot tell you..." "Why would I kill you?" Asher's face remained severe. "Miss Miller, since you refuse to tellanything, don't blme for what comes next." Asher coldly rose to his feet.

13:15 Your Gold Digger is Actually A True tes Chapter 81 "Asher, what are you going to do to me?" Vanessa's pale face was still streaked with tears, her gaze desolate.

Asher's eyes were glacial, his entire being seemingly encased in ice.

He didn't answer the woman's question, turning to leave instead.

"Asher, don't go!" Vanessa cried out in misery. "Won't you stay witha bit longer?" The woman's voice was wretched, filled with pathetic pleading. "During this past month in that place, I suffered inhuman torment. I... I...” Vanessa sobbed brokenly. "I was defiled by those beasts! They weren't human, just monsters worse than animals! I was beaten several times daily. The bread they gavewas stale, the porridge was practically water with barely any oats. The food was worse than pig slop. Asher, I nearly couldn't go on living. Do you know, throughout this terrible month, you were my only hope for survival. Just thinking of you gavethe courage to live on..." Asher stood with his back to her, his posture straight, his profile sharp and cold.

As he listened to Vanessa's tearful account of her tragic experiences, his expression didn't change in the slightest.

The woman continued sobbing. “Every day I told myself I had to persevere. I had to live to escape that place. Only by living could I see you again. If I died, I would never see you again..." "Asher, please, I beg you, stay witha little while. I'm nearly mad with it all. Every tI close my eyes, I see those beasts violating me. The pain in my heart is a thousand times worse than any physical pain..." Vanessa cried brokenly. "Won't you talk witha bit longer? Even if you just scold me... Don't go, don't leave me, don't... I truly... truly wanted to see you so badly... You are the only light in my life!" To be someone's hope for living, to be the only light in someone's life-most men would be moved by such words.

But Asher remained unmoved.

His heart didn't stir in the slightest; he didn't even deign to look back at her.

Without lingering, he turned and left.

Vanessa watched Asher's cold, resolute back as he walked away, and the last glimmer of light in her eyes was extinguished.

Your Gold Digger is Actually A True Chapter 81 Outside the basement, Asher turned to the bodyguard beside him and said: "Find a way to get her to talk.

Extract something useful." "Yes, sir." Sympathy? Compassion? He might possess these qualities.

But he would certainly never waste them on a criminal who had attempted to harm his Thalia.

After all, just over a month ago, Vanessa had nearly killed his beloved.

Those who harmed Thalia would pay dearly! Leaving the facility, Asher glanced at his watch-it was ten o'clock.

His Thalia would be waking up hungry by now.

Thalia had been thoroughly exhausted by Asher's attentions the previous night. She had slept soundly, not waking until midday.

The curtains were half-drawn, sunlight streaming through the glass, casting a layer of soft golden light on the pale blue duvet at the foot of the bed.

Dust motes danced gently in the air, making the light visible.

As soon as Thalia opened her eyes and her senses returned, she caught the enticing aroma of food.

Wearing adorable teddy bear pajamas, her hair disheveled, shen climbed out of bed and followed the delicious smell, her eyes still half-closed. In the dining room, the table was already set with a Sunday roast, complete with Yorkshire puddings and roast potatoes.

The extractor fan hummed steadily in the kitchen.

Thalia peered curiously toward the kitchen.

Asher emerged wearing an apron, carrying a bowl of leek and potato soup. "You're awake, I see?" 1715 Your Gold Digger is Actually A True Chapter 81 He placed the soup on the dining table.

It was Thalia's favorite comfort food.

"Hungry, darling? Go wash your hands and we'll eat." Asher still had the apron tied around him, looking every bit the picture of domestic bliss. Thalia's eyes were still drowsy, regarding him sleepily. "Why haven't you gone to work yet?" And prepared such an elaborate meal, no less.

Asher untied the apron. "I thought you'd be famished when you wake, sol picked up sbits from Waitrose to cook for you." Thalia rubbed her eyes, her voice soft and sweet from just waking up, utterly beguiling. "How terribly domestic of you." "Only for you," Asher replied, his eyes filled with tenderness too deep to dissolve. (3) mmMwWLlilofiflo&1 mmMwWLlilofiflo&1 mmMwWLlilofiflo&1 mmMwWLlilofiflo&1 mmMwWLliIofifl0&1 mmMwWLlilofiflo&1