Your Gold Digger is Actually A True Heiress by Vera Fiore

Chapter 84 Lucy's heart ached with sympathy.

"It's all right, Teresa. Ms. Winters is lovely-she won't mind any of that. Try to relax a bit.” Lucy reached out, intending to stroke the young girl's head.

Due to chemotherapy, Teresa had lost all her hair and wore a fluffy pink beanie whenever she went out. Lucy knew this pink hat had been bought for her by Mark, and Teresa treasured it dearly.

Lucy felt a complex mixture of emotions, her eyes stinging slightly. Her outstretched hand hovered in midair before finally descending to gently touch the girl's hat.

"Don't worry, Teresa. Ms. Winters will definitely help with your brother's case!" "Thank you," the young girl replied, her nervousness fading as she offered a bright smile. "Thank you so much, Lucy and Ms. Winters." Listening to the conversation from the front seat, Thalia sighed deeply to herself.

Such a tragic situation.

Why did misfortune always seem to target those already suffering? Thalia had strong empathy and sensitivity. Encountering situations like this affected her deeply, and she found her eyes growing moist.

She composed herself, adjusting her emotions before turning to speak to the backseat passengers: "Lucy, could you help Teresa with her seatbelt, please?" "Of course." Mark was in the shospital as Teresa.

It was an ordinary community hospital, with four beds crammed into a small ward.

Being early winter, the temperature outside was low, with cold winds blowing, so the ward window were tightly shut.

13:16 Your Gold Digger is Actually A True Fate's Chapter 84 As soon as Thalia entered, she was hit by the sour odor emanating from the patient in the bed nearest the door. The man clearly hadn't bathed in days, and Thalia nearly gagged.

She wrinkled her nose, suppressing her discomfort as she followed Teresa further into the ward.

Mark lay in the bed furthest from the door.

The young man was propped up against his pillow, staring vacantly out the window at the falling autumn leaves. "Brother," Teresa called out brightly.

Mark immediately turned to look at her. "Teresa, you're here. Have you eaten?" Teresa nodded with a smile: "Yes! I had something earlier." She was lying.

She'd secretly slipped out of the hospital that morning to seek Lucy's help and hadn't had tto eat anything yet.

To prevent her brother from worrying, she had to tell a small fib.

"Lucy, you're here too," Mark greeted with a smile.

After acknowledging Lucy, Mark's gaze shifted to Thalia's face, hesitantly asking: "And you are...?" Lucy answered: "This is a solicitor from our firm. You can call her Ms. Winters." Thalia nodded in greeting. “Hello. Lucy has explained your situation to me. Would it be possible to discuss it further? I believe I can help you claim compensation from your former employer." Mark's expression grew complicated, and he stammered: "I... I'm terribly sorry, Ms. Winters, but I can't afford legal fees..." The young man gave an embarrassed smile. "As you can see, I'm struggling to pay the medical bills as it is. I truly can't afford to hire a solicitor... I apologize for wasting your time." Thalia responded seriously: "That's not a concern, Mr. Bormen. You can pay the legal fees after receiving compensation from the other party. I can take your case on a no-win, no-fee basis." Mark looked confused. "What does 'no-win, no-fee' mean?" Chapter 84 Thalia explained: "It means if we lose the case, you don't have to pay a penny. It's a conditional fee agreement." Hearing this, Mark's expression changed subtly. "Is that really possible?" "Absolutely," Thalia replied earnestly.

Mark nodded. "Well... all right then." "Good," Thalia acknowledged with a slight nod. "Now, I need to ask you sspecific questions about the case." Lucy spoke up: "Ms. Winters, you two carry on-I'll take Teresa back to her ward." After gathering all the necessary information, Mark took out his mobile phone.

"Ms. Winters, that covers the basics. If you have any further questions, please feel free to ask. Perhaps we should exchange contacts to make communication easier?" "Certainly," Thalia agreed, taking out her phone and opening her messaging app. "I'll scan your code." For solicitors, exchanging contact details with clients was perfectly normal.

After adding each other, Mark opened the Deliverooon his phone.

His entire right hand was gone, the wrist wrapped in white bandages.

He struggled to navigate the phone screen with his left hand, browsing through meal options.

Thalia glanced over. "Lethelp you with that." Mark smiled awkwardly. "Thank you, Ms. Winters. I appreciate it." Thalia took Mark's phone and suddenly froze as she looked at the screen.

Thedisplayed nothing but meals costing less than ten pounds.

Thalia examined the interface more closely.

Budget Meals section.

She'd never paid attention to such inexpensive food options before.

Chapter 84 Thalia's brow furrowed slightly. How could meals be this cheap? They must barely cover the cost of ingredients.

One could only imagine what sort of materials were used in such budget food.

Seeing Thalia's furrowed brow and hesitation, Mark looked at her questioningly. "Is something wrong Ms. Winters? Any option under ten pounds would be fine." Thalia handed the phone back to him. "I've just remembered seeing a Burger King downstairs in the hospital lobby. Their meals are reasonably priced as well. Why don't I go down and get something for you? It would be quicker than delivery, so you could eat sooner." "Oh? Wouldn't that be too much trouble?" Thalia shook her head. "It's no trouble at all. It's just downstairs. I won't be long." Thalia left the hospital and walked to a nearby Granger & Co. in Notting Hill.

She took out her phone and messaged Lucy.

[Has Teresa had lunch yet?] Lucy replied quickly.

[I don't think so. She cto findaround nine this morning, and we haven't had tto eat yet.] [I see.] She ordered meals for three people-Fresh Avocado Toast and Ricotta Hotcakes with banana and honey, all light and suitable for patients.

Suddenly remembering something, she also called to arrange for two private caregivers.

When she returned to the hospital with the beautifully packaged meals, the two caregivers she'd hired had already arrived.

One male, one female.

Thalia handed a meal to the man. "This is for the patient in Ward 503, Bed 4 on the fifth floor. His nis Mark Bormen, and he'll be under your care." The male caregiver nodded as he accepted the food. "Understood." Chapter 84 Thalia then gave the other two meals to the female caregiver. "These are for the patient in Ward 602, Bed 3 on the sixth floor." After this, Thalia went to the hospital's payment office and paid the outstanding hospital and treatment fees for the Bormen siblings.

As she left the hospital, Thalia received a PayPal notification from Mark.

[Ms. Winters, you're a truly good person. Thank you for helping us.]

[The nurse just informedthat someone has paid all the outstanding fees for my sister and me. It was you, my wasn't it? Thank you so much. Once I receive compensation from the factory, I'll repay you.] Thalia felt a heaviness in her heart and simply replied with a brief "Yes." She declined the money he attempted to send her.

A biting wind blew through Thalia's hair.

She stood by the flower bed at the hospital entrance, unable to calm her emotions.

Lucy stood behind her, wiping away tears, her voice choked: "Ms. Winters, the hospital has just issued another critical condition notice for Teresa. The attending physician says they haven't found a compatible bone marrow donor yet. If they don't find one soon, Teresa... she doesn't have much tleft... Why is her life so difficult? She's such a kind, lovely girl. She's only eleven years old. Why is fate so bloody cruel?" Lucy's tears flowed uncontrollably as she broke down.

Thalia's eyes also filled with tears.

Standing in the cold wind, the tip of her nose reddened from the chill, her heart constricted painfully.

Teresa was only eleven, with precious little tleft.

Mark had left school early to work and earn money for his sister. Now he was disabled and had lost his ability to work, and he was barely nineteen.

After a long silence, Thalia took out her phone and made a call.

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