The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 450

"Let's open it up and see."

Aline took the package from Dick and fetched a box cutter. With careful, deliberate strokes, she sliced through the cardboard, peeling it open bit by bit.

When she saw there was just an envelope sitting on top, a little relief washed over her. Her whole body seemed to relax.

She reached inside, about to pull the envelope out, but as soon as her fingers brushed against it, her expression changed in an instant.

"Aaah!" she shrieked, lurching back and flinging the box across the room.

"What happened?" Dick demanded, seeing the color drain from her face.

Aline was visibly shaken; her hands were trembling, her voice choked with fear. "I... I felt something soft. And warm. And... it moved. It's alive, Dick."

That's when Dick noticed the blood smeared on her hand. "You're bleeding," he said.

mine. It's from whatever's in there." Aline couldn't stop her hands from shaking. The memory of that

few feet away. He

was in

rat. Someone stabbed it right through, but

in horror as realization struck. She'd touched a dying rat. Her stomach lurched, and she bolted for the bathroom, barely

drained,

muttered weakly, "It was Citrine. It had to

frowned, startled. “But I was careful. There's no way she could've found

on the floor. He hurried over,

a second thought, Dick plugged it into

popped up, filled with a long list of video

clicked one at

Dick and Aline wrapped in each other's arms right out on the street. Aline's belly was huge-impossible to miss that she was heavily pregnant. The two of them whispered something, then, caught up in the moment, started kissing and

of Aline and Dick together before her wedding to Sawyer,

Aline