Rebirth Of The Heiress And The Tycoon's Lover (Alina) novel Chapter 241

Chapter 241

Chapter 241

AUTHOR’S POV.

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“Because someone had messed with the DNA result, Dahlia.”

The name hung between them like a ghost.

Alina froze.

The world seemed to tilt, sound falling away until there was nothing but the echo of that name–the one she didn’t remember, but somehow felt. It rolled through her like a whisper from another life, stirring something deep and old in her chest.

Dahlia.

The word was both foreign and familiar…like the beginning of a truth she wasn’t ready to hear.

Her lips parted, but no sound came out.

Lucian’s hand found hers instinctively, his grip firm and grounding. His gaze darted to Damien, dark and unreadable. The air between them crackled with something heavy, something that promised nothing would ever be the same again.

For a long moment, the name hung in the air, echoing in Alina’s mind until it almost didn’t sound real

anymore.

“Dahlia…” She whispered, her voice barely there.

Her lips trembled as she forced herself to breathe, to process. Her chest felt tight, like her lungs couldn’t decide whether to take in air or reject the moment entirely.

Then, finally, her voice came…soft but firm, trembling but defiant.

“Don’t call me that.”

Damien’s head lifted, his brows drawing together. “But that’s your name.” He said quietly, confusion flickering across his face.

Her eyes met his, glassy and sharp all at once. “No,” she said, shaking her head. “My name is Alina.”

Her voice cracked slightly at the end, but the conviction in her tone made the entire cathedral fall silent again.

Damien hesitated, studying her. Then he exhaled slowly, his lips pressing into a tight line. “Alright,” he murmured, “Alina.”

She swallowed hard, grounding herself in the name in who she was now, before asking, “What did you mean when you said someone messed with the DNA test?”

Damien’s expression darkened, his jaw tightening as the weight of the memory surfaced. “The first test I did

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came back negative,” he said. “It didn’t make sense. The results said we weren’t related, but something about it felt off. Too neat. Too… deliberate.”

He took a deep breath and continued, his tone heavy. “I couldn’t shake it. So, I took your sample back with me to Ravienne City. I used our own lab,one that’s under Evergreen control, where no one could interfere. When the results came in, it showed a 99.9% match. You’re my sister, Alina. Without a doubt.”

A sharp murmur rippled through the crowd, a collective gasp, disbelief buzzing in the air like static.

Lucian’s hand tensed around hers, his eyes locked on Damien, reading every flicker of emotion on his face. His instincts screamed at him to shut this down, to protect her from whatever came next, but one glance at Alina told him she needed to hear this… all of it.

Darius took a step forward then, his tone low but steady, the kind of voice that had commanded boardrooms and cities alike. “We would have come for you sooner,” he said, his words directed at Alina, “but we needed to be certain who was behind it…who had worked so hard to erase you from our lives.”

His gaze flicked briefly toward the seated crowd, his jaw tightening as if he could already feel the weight of their judgment pressing in. “Someone wanted to make sure we never found you, Alina. Someone made sure every trail ended in ashes.”

The cathedral filled with another wave of hushed whispers.

“Erased her?”

“Who would do something like that?”

“Imagine hiding a child from the Evergreens…”

“Unbelievable…”

Their murmurs felt far away to Alina, like an echo through water. Her pulse was pounding in her ears.

Talia, seated near the front, caught her eye and gave her a small, worried look…a silent are you okay? but Alina barely registered it.

Her gaze had shifted instead to the front pew, where Seraphina sat stiffly beside Silas and Elena. Her stepsister’s usually composed posture had collapsed. Her hands were trembling visibly on her lap.

Alina frowned slightly. “What’s up with her?” she murmured to herself, noticing the way Seraphina’s color had drained completely.

Lucian followed her gaze, his eyes narrowing. Something wasn’t right.

“Seraphina,” Elena whispered beside her daughter, brow furrowed. “What’s wrong?”

But Seraphina didn’t answer. She was shaking, hard, her fingers gripping the edge of her seat as if holding herself in place. Her throat bobbed once, twice, but no sound came out.

Before anyone could ask again, Alina’s voice broke through the quiet tension.

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