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“Enough.” Thalia said with affectionate exasperation, ruffling Asher’s hair as though soothing <i>a </i>petnt child. “nning these things together is half the fun, isn’t it? Besides, it’s Saturday don’t your poor assistants deserve a day off too?”
Asher made a nomittal sound against her skin and continued his leisurely exploration,
This was bing rather dangerous territory. Thalia firmly pushed him away, “That’s quite enough of that. I’ve nearly finished the nning anyway let’s go shopping for supplies instead,”
Asher lifted his gaze to meet hers, and for a fleeting moment, Thalia could have sworn she glimpsed something akin to disappointment in his eyes,
She blinked in surprise.
Had she imagined it? Had the impossiblyposed Asher ckwood actually looked wounded because she’d rebuffed his advances?
She’d only pushed him away a few times. Surely he wasn’t actually sulking?
No, she must have been mistaken. Someone like Asher would never appear so vulnerable.
That afternoon, they visited an outdoor equipment shop to purchase hiking gear, then went to a proper supermarket for fruits and snacks.
Thalia was in high spirits, wanting to buy a bit of everything that caught her fancy.
Asher didn’t object in the slightest–what did it matter if their packs were a touch heavier? He’d be the one carrying most of it anyway. As long as Thalia was happy, he could endure a bit of extra weight.
Thalia snapped photos of their purchases and sent them to the group chat she shared with Charlotte and
Victoria.
[Ladies, there’s a meteor shower tomorrow night. Shall we go to South Downs together to watch? I’ve already sorted the supplies.]
Victoria responded immediately: [Brilliant! Count me in!]
Charlotte replied: [Absolutely.]
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Victoria sent another message: [I’m going to drag Sebastian out for hiking gear straightaway! I’m thinking all ck–you’ll both help me get that perfect Instagram hiking pose, won’t you? I’m nning one of those transformation videos–I’ll film the first bit in my pajamas today, then do the matching pose when
we’re there!]
Thalia: [No problem! Top–tier photographer at your service.]
Charlotte: [I’ll ask James if he fancies joining us.]
Thalia: [Meet outside my Tribeca t at one o’clock tomorrow afternoon.]
Charlotte: [Perfect.]
Victoria: [See you then!]
The following afternoon at precisely one o’clock, Asher knocked on Thalia’s apartment door.
When she opened it, her face was free of makeup yet radiantly beautiful. Her eyes crinkled as she smiled.
“You’re here.”
Thalia had changed into a light blue hiking outfit and carried a matching blue backpack.
Asher wore a ck high–necked windbreaker.
The dark colorplemented his natural demeanor perfectly, entuating his cool, aloof presence and making his striking features appear even more defined and aristocratic.
He naturally took Thalia’s backpack from her. “Ready? They’re waiting downstairs.”
“Is everyone here already?”
“James, Sebastian, Charlotte, and Victoria have arrived,” Asher replied. “Grace said she’s going ahead with some friends. She’ll meet us at the camping site.”
Thalia followed Asher into the lift, responding with a soft “Oh.”
Downstairs, three cars were waiting.
Charlotte and James sat in the back of a Maybach. Charlotte offered Thalia a sweet smile. “Lia!”
Victoria waved excitedly from the passenger window of a ck Bentley, punching the air enthusiastically. “All present and ounted for! Let’s go! Meteor shower, here wee!”
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Asher had brought his ck Rolls Royce Cullinan for the asion.
The conver headed southward, reaching the camping grounds just over an hourter.
The campsite was located at Devil’s Dyke in South Downs National Park, offering a perfect vantage point from its elevatest position.
When Thalia’s group arrived, Grace and her friends had only just gotten there themselves.
Asher had reservest the entire area for their private use–there would be no other visitors today.
As soon as their car came to a stop, Grace rushed over, attempting to take Asher’s arm.
Asher smoothly sidestepped her.
Grace faltered momentarily before pretending nothing had happened. With a bright smile, she said,
“Brother, you’re here!”
Asher responded with a cool “Mmm.”
When Grace turned to look at Thalia, her smile faded slightly. She greeted her with forced politeness:
“<b>Thalia</b>.”
<b>Thalia </b>acknowledged her with the slightest of nods.
Behind Grace stood two unfamiliar young women, Grace introduced them: “These are my friends,
Vanessa Miller and Eliza Bet.”
“Oh, and Eliza brought someone along. Let me introduce you,” Grace continued. She turned and called out<b>, </b>“Drake! They’ve arrived.”
Drake?
Thalia’s heart stuttered.
Surely not…
Before she couldplete the thought, that all–too–familiar face appeared before everyone.
Drake Ashcroft stood there in a smoke–gray windbreaker, holding a hiking pole, walking directly toward
them.
Asher’s brow furrowed as he turned to Grace, his eyes filled with questioning reproach. His voice carried
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unmistakable displeasure: “Since when have you been acquainted with Drake Ashcroft?”
Grace blinked her bright, clear eyes, the picture of innocent confusion–a perfect portrait of a meless
ingénue.
“Drake is Eliza’s friend. Eliza asked if she could bring someone along, and I said yes. I only just met him today when Eliza brought him. Is there a problem, brother?”
Thalia had been pressing her lips together in silence, pretending not to recognize Drake.
Drake, however, smiled meaningfully and greeted her directly: “Thalia, it’s been a while.”
Grace looked at Thalia with exaggerated surprise. “Thalia, you know each other?<b>” </b>
“No,” Thalia said tly.
“Yes,” Drake answered simultaneously.
Grace exchanged a nce with Eliza, who immediately picked up the cue. In a syrupy voice, she asked, “Drake, what’s your rtionship with Thalia? I’ve never heard you mention knowing her before.”
Drake smiled, giving Thalia a pointed look before casually stating: “Ex–girlfriend.”
“Oh my!” Grace eximed with theatrical surprise, turning to Thalia with wide eyes. “Thalia, you were
actually Drake’s ex–girlfriend? I’m terribly sorry–I had no idea you two had history! Had I known, I never would have allowed him to join us.”
Thalia understood immediately.
If the incident at the riding grounds could be dismissed as a misunderstanding, this was surely no
coincidence.
Eliza pouted, pretending to be jealous. “Hmph, Drake, did you deliberately arrange this hiking trip just to see your ex–girlfriend again?”
Drake merely smiled without answering, which everyone interpreted as tacit confirmation.
The atmosphere suddenly became markedly tense.
Victoria sidled up to Thalia, gently tugging at her sleeve. “Is that really your ex?” she whispered.
Thalia gave an almost imperceptible nod.
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Victoria crossed her arms. “Bloody hell, this Grace Bet is clearly doing this deliberately.”
Thalia watched coldly as the little drama unfolded before her.
Coincidence? She didn’t believe it for a second.
At thest party Alexander had hosted for her at the Sterling estate, Drake had caused quite a scene. Though Grace hadn’t attended, as the ckwood ward, she would certainly have heard the gossip circting in their social circles.
Grace bringing Drake here was almost certainly deliberate.
But what was her purpose?
As Thalia was pondering this, someone took her hand.
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