Sienna proudly introduced her husband, Prince Andre of Valoria. 

“Andre says that the minute our baby is born, he’ll be named heir. You still have time to get on my good side. Otherwise, with just one order from me, your company could go under. Aria, you’d be out of a job too.” 

Everyone sensed something was off, but Sienna was lost in her princess fantasy. 

Our colleague, Paula, tugged me aside while Sienna preened for the others. 

“Since when does a real prince donate to a sperm bank? And Valoria has strict ranks. They won’t crown a foreign woman, let alone promise her kid the throne.” 

Andre’s generosity, though, was hard to argue with. Sienna complained that her jewelry felt too light. Within half an hour, a couture designer arrived to take her measurements and design a custom set on the spot. 

The envy in the room made Sienna look smugger than ever. 

In my previous life, Andre treated me the same way. When I felt the slightest hint of morning sickness, he would panic and have the best doctors in the world rush over. Even then, I had the same doubt Paula did. 

I had never met Andre before the pregnancy. Why would he be so devoted to me just because I was carrying his child? Why did the entire royal family handle me like I was made of glass? 

I was nobody special. Apart from carrying his child, there was no reason to put me on a pedestal. So, I kept my guard up and eventually found out the secret. 

Meanwhile, Sienna had already swallowed the bait. 

A couple of coworkers tried to warn her, but she snapped at them, “You’re just jealous! I’m pretty, independent, and smart. Of course, Andre fell in love with me at first sight.” 

Andre chimed in with a heartfelt declaration of love to Sienna in his heavy accent. He gently rubbed Sienna’s stomach. For a split second, I saw a wild look in his eyes that no one else seemed to notice. 

Sienna noticed me watching Andre and snapped. She rushed over, shoved me to the floor, and hurled a heel that struck my forehead. “Aria, have you no shame? Stop staring at my husband!” 

Before she could hit me again, Andre stopped her, his expression grim. “You’re pregnant. Don’t make a scene! If you lose the child, I’ll kill you!” 

Everyone could see that Andre cared more about the baby than about Sienna. 

However, Sienna saw it differently. “See? He loves me so much that he said if I lost the baby, he’d kill me! That’s how seriously he takes our child!” 

When she said that, disgust flashed clearly in Andre’s eyes. While he held Sienna, my coworkers hurried to help me up from the floor. They wanted to lash out at Sienna, but who dared scold someone who was about to marry a prince? 

I waved them off. “Forget it. Don’t mind her.” 

I finished the sentence in my head. In nine months, she’d be praying for death.