Reality Sets In

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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A black car left the fishing village, got on the highway, and ran at top speed.

Hailey Anderson, who just had her 19th birthday, looked out of the window at the quickly receding trees. Her face was expressionless.

Leilani, a maid who was sent there to pick her up, was playing with her phone raptly in the passenger seat.

The entire carriage was filled with the noise of the phone and Leilani's boisterous laughter.

She hadn't reached Anderson's door yet, but the maid had already shown such an attitude. Imagine what she was going to face.

According to Leilani, she was Melody Anderson's daughter. At her young age, Melody was capricious and ignorant. Her family found her a good marriage partner, but she ran away with a toyboy. In the end, the man cheated her out of her money and left.

In his anger, William Anderson, the patriarch, disowned his daughter. Melody felt too ashamed to go back and chose to marry a random guy. Then, her contact with her family was lost for 20 years.

The maid also claimed that William had been missing his daughter. Upon hearing the news of Melody's death, the old man was seriously ill and insisted on taking Hailey back. On top of that, he would acknowledge her at the birthday banquet tomorrow.

At that, the corner of Hailey's mouth curved up in a faint sneer.

William had her back just for trade.

The main business of Anderson Group was health care. Last month, Jack Anderson, William's eldest son, signed a 20-million-yuan supply contract with a company from Country M. It was their largest order in the past five years.

One month later, right before the delivery date, their partner suddenly disappeared.

Apparently, Jack was caught in a fraud.

20 million yuan's worth of goods was overstocked. If they couldn't sell them off and get the payment, bankruptcy could be expected soon.

Then someone came up with the idea of seeking capital injection through marriage.

The Anderson Family soon found a buyer—The Cox Family from Sea City. Their third son was paralyzed from a car accident.

There was only one girl in the Anderson Family at a marriageable age, but Eliza Anderson was the beloved granddaughter and the apple of William's eye. The old man would not marry her off and shifted his attention to the other granddaughter. Hailey was living in a small fishing village.

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