Depth Emotions

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.

Modern Crime Revenge

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# ITALY_(10:10am)

***FOCUS HIGH SCHOOL***

As Quinn took a step down from the car,the atmosphere did some magic in her Flawless skin and no one had to inform her that her life is about to change for the best.

This new school,she's going to try making a good vibe,no matter what.

" Quinn,what are you thinking about? Come on we need to get to the school principal immediately" A woman who dressed so elegantly spoke up to her daughter

" Sorry mom,was lost. The school is amazing" Quinn made a silly smirk

" It's the best school here girl,I told you" The woman smiled

" Yeah you did,Mrs Spencer " Quinn grinned and moved closer to her mom who gave her a gentle slap on her cheek

" Come on mom,,that's your name. Why slapping me" She teased

The two keep on talking until they got to the principal's office as directed by a teacher.

*****

" Bye sweetheart,enjoy your first day. I love you " Mrs Spencer waved

" Thanks mom,I love you more " Quinn replied walking away with a teacher who will be showing her to her new class.

Mrs Spencer,a very popular and competent lawyer known all over the world for her charisma. That's Quinn's mom.

As Quinn followed the teacher,she couldn't help but to admire the school, FOCUS HIGH.

Okay another introduction,Focus high school is the biggest school in Italy,this school is meant for only the rich and it is owned by the President,,

President Connor.

This school is only filled with students from a well affluence family,no poor student is allowed here.

Even the president last child,attends this school.

They keep on walking for seconds which felt like hours to Quinn.

But as they walked she saw something which caught her attention,,,it's a boy obviously a student even though the school doesn't deal with uniforms,,all students are allowed to dress the way they want, but she could sense it,He's a student,,

Two other men in suits were behind him and beside him was another girl walking with him.

But Quinn focus was mainly on the boy

'Is he an Angel' she thought staring at him

He look so breathtaking,Those f**king sexy adams apple,pink lips,brown eyes,even his outfit is hot,he have an ear piercing too? Wow,

" Damn,who is this guy?" She didn't know when she said that loud

" It's the president son,,Gray Connor,He's a final grade student,your senior" The teacher beside her answered and she nodded still not taking her eyes from him

But something made her heart skip a beat,the boy also turned toward her direction and their eyes met.

She was suppose to remove her gaze from him but she didn't,she was able to see him more,,He's an Angel on earth.

She was even more surprised that he didn't look away either,the same way she focused her gaze on him,just the same way he was staring at her. He couldn't take his eyes away from her...

But their moment was shortlived when the girl beside him tapped him and he looked away.

'Bitch' Quinn cursed inwardly and also looked away.

Finally they got to the class,,the noisy class became silent the moment they stepped in and all the eyes came directly on her. She's not surprised,she's used to the gazes even though she doesn't appreciate it. She can't pray to become invisible right?

" So students,,here is a new student. She will be joining you,,and I want you all to make her feel welcome." The teacher spoke gently to the students

The teacher faced her and she knew the sign

" Hi guys,,I am Quinn Spencer. Nice meeting you all " She said simply with a blank expression

The students all clapped

" Anyone without a seat partner??" The teacher asked and five students raised their hands

" I will sit with her,,I love her face " Quinn said pointing at a girl with glasses on from the back.

" Good,,go sit with her. If you are comfortable" The teacher said and left the class

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