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Secret Triplets: The Billionaire's Second Chance

Roderic Penn

I stood at my mother’s open grave in the freezing rain, my heels sinking into the mud. The space beside me was empty. My husband, Hilliard Holloway, had promised to cherish me in bad times, but apparently, burying my mother didn't fit into his busy schedule. While the priest’s voice droned on, a news alert lit up my phone. It was a livestream of the Metropolitan Charity Gala. There was Hilliard, looking impeccable in a custom tuxedo, with his ex-girlfriend Charla English draped over his arm. The headline read: "Holloway & English: A Power Couple Reunited?" When he finally returned to our penthouse at 2 AM, he didn't come alone—he brought Charla with him. He claimed she’d had a "medical emergency" at the gala and couldn't be left alone. I found a Tiffany diamond necklace on our coffee table meant for her birthday, and a smudge of her signature red lipstick on his collar. When I confronted him, he simply told me to stop being "hysterical" and "acting like a child." He had no idea I was seven months pregnant with his child. He thought so little of my grief that he didn't even bother to craft a convincing lie, laughing with his mistress in our home while I sat in the dark with a shattered heart and a secret life growing inside me. "He doesn't deserve us," I whispered to the darkness. I didn't scream or beg. I simply left a folder on his desk containing signed divorce papers and a forged medical report for a terminated pregnancy. I disappeared into the night, letting him believe he had successfully killed his own legacy through his neglect. Five years later, Hilliard walked into "The Vault," the city's most exclusive underground auction, looking for a broker to manage his estate. He didn't recognize me behind my Venetian mask, but he couldn't ignore the neon pink graffiti on his armored Maybach that read "DEADBEAT." He had no clue that the three brilliant triplets currently hacking his security system were the very children he thought had been erased years ago. This time, I wasn't just a wife in the way; I was the one holding all the cards.

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Sophia's POV

I slightly groaned when I felt the bright sunlight fall on me. I twisted and turned in my bed for a few more minutes before I was finally up.

Bree , who was sitting just by the side of the bed started barking and wagging it's tail. I gently patted her hair.

Today I had a day off and was planning on lazing around . Maybe call my idiot bestfriends over and watch some movies with tubs of chocolate chip icecream.

With happy thoughts swimming in my mind , I went to do my morning routine before going downstairs for breakfast . It was my day off so I woke up late and Dad had already left for office.

"Good morning , Mom " I jogged off to my seat.

"Good morning sweetie" , my mom smiled and set down a plate of breakfast for me.

"I don't know if it's because I am too hungry or the pancakes are really so delicious but these taste amazing , mom." I stuffed my mouth with the pancakes after dipping it in chocolate sauce.

Shaking her head she just laughed.

We were talking about random things when Mom's phone rang and it was Dad.

" Yes David " My mom picked up the phone.

" ........ " Mom's eyebrows creased and she was impatiently tapping the table top.

"Umm okay , I will just see."

Hanging up Mom went upstairs. She came down after a few minutes with a file in her hand.

"Sophie , your Dad has forgotten an important file and today he has a meeting with his boss . He really needs it , can you take this file to him ? " Mom looked at me with hopeful eyes. I huffed.

So much for planning a fun day.

"Sure." Saying that I got up and went to get ready.

I changed into a oversized sweater and a black skirt. Putting on a bit of nude lipstick and winged liner , I left for his office with the file.

I got inside a cab .

"Where to , ma'am?" The driver looked at me face.

"Carter Enterprises , please. " My Dad worked at the Carter Enterprises. Nicholas Carter, the CEO of Carter Enterprises was one of top bussinesmen in the world. It is said that the company had reached heights after he took over. I had seen him twice in some magazines but can't say I haven't seen his face properly. He is too handsome to not take a proper glance. He is the perfect handsome billionaire but it can't be said if he is a playboy or not. His personal affairs haven't been the headlines often.

It was a twenty minutes ride from my home . I had put on my headphones to listen to some music.

"Ma'am we are here." I took off my headphones and looked out to see at the huge building.

After paying him and thanking him , I walked towards the buliding. Entering through the lavish entrance, I headed straight to the reception.

"Excuse me " the receptionist looked up with a greeting smile "How can I help you?"

"I am here to meet Mr. David Jones "

"Please take the elevator to the 21 st floor and on your left you will get to his office . "

"Thank you."

She smilingly nodded at me.

I walked into the elevator and pressed the button. The elevator stopped at the 8 th floor and a tall good looking guy walked in . I could feel him staring at me a few times before I turned to look at him. He smiled at me and introduced himself.

"Hi , I am Caleb " He put his hand forward.

"Sophia Jones " I shook his hand with a smile on my face.

"So .. to meet someone?" He asked. He seemed like a nice guy and didn't give me the creeps.

"Yes , I came to give this file to my Dad , uhm Mr. Jones , he left it back at home." I explained.

He nodded and then there was silence . Finally the elevator stopped and I stepped out.

"It was nice meeting you." He waved at me .

"Same here" I waved back and the door closed with a ding.

Just as I turned to my left , something small collided with my legs. I looked down to see a little boy with brown hair and an extremely cute face. He looked up and stared at me. I bent down to his height and observed his bright brown eyes.

"Hey little man , I am Sophia, what's your name?" I asked with a big comforting smile.

He looked at me for a few seconds debating on whether to reply or not. Finally deciding to reply , he smiled at me .

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