Your Gold Digger is Actually A True Heiress (Thalia) novel Chapter 146

Chapter 146 

Chapter 146 

Gunfire echoed across the skyline. 

The local residents had grown accustomed to such sounds, assuming it was just another film crew shooting at the abandoned building. They had no idea that the scene unfolding inside was more dramatic than any film. 

Ten minutes earlier. 

Asher had arrived at the building precisely on time. 

When he reached the twenty–sixth floor, the sight before him made his blood run cold. 

Thalia was covered in blood, her face bruised purple and red. Malfoy had her by the throat, her feet dangling in the air as she struggled to breathe, her face turning crimson from the lack of oxygen. 

Beneath her feet was the crumblin 

edge of the unfinished building with no railing. If Malfoy released his grip, 

Thalia would plummet from the 

4th floor. 

Even Asher, with all his self–control, couldn’t remain calm at such a sight. His heart contracted painfully, his breath catching in his throat. 

Malfoy tightened his grip around Thalia’s neck and, keeping her suspended, turned to look at Asher with a raised eyebrow. “Well, well… look who’s arrived on schedule.” 

Asher’s throat constricted, his mouth tasting of blood. 

He struggled to keep his voice steady. “Put her down first.” 

“Bit worried, are we?” Malfoy’s eyes gleamed with amusement, though his grip remained unchanged. 

Seeing the young woman struggling to breathe, her complexion worsening by the second as she verged on asphyxiation, Asher felt as though he were being flayed alive–raw and agonizing. 

Asher heard his own hoarse voice. “I’ve come alone as you requested. Let her go.” 

Malfoy smiled casually, turning his gaze toward the girl he held by the throat. 

Thalia was bloodied, her face turning purple, barely holding on. 

He shifted his grip on Thalia’s neck, moved away from the edge, and tossed her onto the floor like discarded rubbish. 

“You-” Asher’s forehead veins bulged as he instinctively stepped toward Thalia. 

The next moment, a gunshot rang out. 

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“Not so fast,” Malfoy toyed with a gun in his hand, his eyes cold. 

The bullet had struck the ground at Asher’s feet, warning him not to advance. 

“Let my men confirm you’ve come alone first,” Malfoy said with a smile. “If you’ve tried anything clever, neither of you will leave here alive.” 

Asher stood still, surrounded by an aura of ice–cold intensity. 

He didn’t respond to Malfoy’s words, remaining silently in place. 

After a moment, one of Malfoy’s men approached with his report: “He’s alone, boss.” 

Malfoy acknowledged with a sound, his gaze mocking. “Quite the bloody Romeo, aren’t you?” 

“Will you release her now?” Asher’s tone was frigid. 

Malfoy raised an eyebrow with a smile. “But of course.” 

Thalia had already lost consciousness. 

Asher approached and knelt beside her to check her injuries. 

“Why involve her in our feud? She’s innocent–why harm her?” he asked. 

Malfoy curved his lips into a provocative smile. “Because… she’s your woman.” 

“Nothing makes me happier than seeing you suffer, Asher,” Malfoy taunted. 

Asher kept his head down, his fists clenched tight, murderous intent flashing in his eyes. 

He suppressed his overwhelming hatred and fury as he performed CPR on Thalia. 

After his efforts, Thalia finally regained consciousness. 

“A…sher…” Her voice was barely recognizable, rough and broken. 

Asher’s heart clenched painfully. 

“Lia…” 

Thalia opened her eyes to see Asher, her gaze first registering joy, then quickly shifting to worry and alarm. 

“Why did you come? Go–get out now! Don’t worry about me!” Thalia rasped with difficulty. 

“Lia…” Asher’s expression was deeply moved. 

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Malfoy clapped his hands, looking at Asher and Thalia with a mocking tone. “How bloody touching, truly.” 

Asher raised his head to meet Malfoy’s gaze. “Take me instead. Send someone to escort her away from here.” 

Malfoy’s smile was beautiful in its cruelty. “Tsk, tsk. Shouldn’t lovers face hardship together? Why the separate escape plans when disaster strikes?” 

Asher ignored Malfoy’s taunt. He carefully lifted Thalia into his arms, taking great care not to aggravate her wounds. 

Yet Thalia had multiple cuts, not deep but still bleeding, staining her clothes red. Asher’s heart had already shattered into pieces. 

“I’m taking her downstairs,” Asher stated coldly, his tone brooking no argument. “You arrange for someone to escort her away.” 

Even as Asher spoke, he swiftly moved to the side, still holding Thalia. 

Simultaneously, a red dot appeared on Malfoy’s forehead. 

Similar red dots appeared on the foreheads and chests of all Malfoy’s men. 

“You brought fucking snipers?” Malfoy roared in fury as he noticed the red dots on his men. 

Asher’s lips curled in contempt. 

Malfoy’s henchmen exchanged bewildered glances, clearly surprised that Asher had an ace up his sleeve. 

“Bloody hell, I thought he came alone! Who checked?” one henchman cursed in a low voice. 

“He was definitely alone when we looked,” another replied. 

“Then where the bloody hell did these snipers come from?” 

“Well…” 

Malfoy had experienced situations like this countless times. After his initial surprise, he quickly composed himself, shrugging nonchalantly. “That’s more like it. This is the Asher I know. If you’d truly come alone to die for a woman, you wouldn’t be worthy of being my adversary.” 

But Malfoy’s demeanor suggested he had anticipated this. 

Now Malfoy was exposed, while Asher’s forces remained hidden. Beyond the snipers, Malfoy had no idea what other resources Asher had monitoring the situation, ready to intervene at any moment. 

The tables had turned, putting Malfoy at a disadvantage. 

Yet Malfoy appeared completely unfazed, his expression calm. 

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Just then, a helicopter approached, hovering directly outside the twenty–sixth floor. 

The helicopter and the rising sun were in the same direction. Thalia turned to look, squinting against the glare of the morning sunlight. 

Then, in the next second: 

“Sister…” She heard a familiar voice filled with terror. 

Thalia’s eyes flew open in shock. 

Lucy was being held by a muscular man, dangling like a helpless chicken. 

They were close enough that Thalia could clearly see the fear on Lucy’s face. 

Thalia’s expression instantly turned ghastly, her blood freezing in her veins. 

After Thalia had gone missing, Randolph and Victoria had been searching frantically for her, leaving Lucy unattended at the Winters estate. 

Victoria had put Lucy to bed before leaving, but shortly after her departure, Malfoy’s men had broken into the Winters home and abducted Lucy. 

Malfoy had brought several mercenaries from Russia to Britain. The men who had kidnapped Lucy were professionally trained military operatives–ordinary security guards were no match for them. 

Malfoy looked at Thalia and Asher with a smile. “What do you think… if we dropped her from here, what state would she be in when she hit the ground?” 

“No! Don’t touch her!” Thalia screamed hoarsely. 

“Hah!” Malfoy laughed. 

“Tell your man,” he said to Thalia, “to let all of us leave, or your sister will be smashed to a pulp before your eyes.” 

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