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.

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

had landed a few feet away. He approached

was in there,

stabbed it right through, but it isn't quite

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

she came back out, she looked drained, as if every ounce of strength had

sofa, she muttered weakly, "It was Citrine. It had to be that bitch. She's getting back

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

floor. He hurried

flash drive." Without a second thought, Dick plugged it into the

popped up, filled with a long list

clicked one at

the street. Aline's belly was huge-impossible to miss that she was heavily pregnant. The two of them whispered

flashed on the screen: shots of Aline and Dick together before her wedding to Sawyer, and more from after she was married-secret rendezvous behind

on screen, Aline went