The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 451

The two of them remained seated in front of the computer, watching the next video in silence.

Dick had just clicked play when Aline's face suddenly changed. She shot out a trembling hand and slammed the pause button.

She didn't dare meet Dick's eyes. Her voice shook as she whispered, "Honey, can we please stop watching?"

After so many years together, they could read each other's thoughts with just a glance.

Dick's expression darkened. He pried her hand from the mouse and pressed play again, ignoring her plea.

On screen, the nightclub was awash in neon, pulsing with music. A woman lounged at the center of a crowd of fresh-faced college guys, her dress daring, her smile even more so. The men jostled for her attention, vying to get close.

"Pick me, babe. I'm strong-I'll show you a good time."

"Come on, gorgeous, I promise you won't regret choosing me."

One of them flashed a dazzling grin. "Look at us—we're a team. We'll treat you like a queen, Carlotta."

a wad of cash into the nearest guy's suit pocket. She patted his chest and shot a suggestive

mess of sultry laughter and

him. His eyes were sharp,

was ashen. Desperate, she tried to explain,

finish, Dick's hand cracked across her cheek.

of her hair. “You ungrateful bitch. I give you and our daughter everything, and this

her hair harder, showing no

pry his fingers loose. "Let go- let go! You're

didn't stop. If anything, his grip only

a panic, she grabbed a bottle of red wine from the counter and brought it down

bastard! You can go out and sleep around, but I'm supposed to just sit here and take it?

wild, vicious struggle, furniture crashing, cushions flying. By the time

living room a disaster

breathing hard, they pulled apart, the fury replaced by grim

Citrine's doing. We have to get that video back. If it

in her place was a snarling wreck.

her meltdown with barely concealed disgust. When she finally quieted down, he said coolly, "Call her. Find out what