The CEO Has My Daughter

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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"The test results came back positive.

"Congratulations, Madam! You are six weeks pregnant."

"Oh no! Pregnant?," Reina thought.

"Doctor, please can we run another test? I just need to be sure."

"Yes madam, we can, if that's what you want. But this test is accurate. Why are you doubting it?"

"Doctor, I had sex just once, and we used a condom."

Doctor Ralph chuckled. "Madam, although very low, there are chances of getting pregnant even when you use a condom."

The doctor agreed to run another test for Reina but it still came out positive.

Reina was devastated.

She left the hospital and flagged down a cab to take her back home.

As soon as she got home, she ran to the toilet and emptied the contents of her stomach. After heaving, the tears came.

"How do I take care of a child at this stage of my life?

How do I summon up the courage to walk up to him and tell him I am pregnant for him when I clearly insisted he use a condom-and he did?

What if he rejects this baby?"

The thought of it sent shivers up her spine.

But why do good things come when we least expect it?

Having a baby is a good thing but right now?

I don't think I'm ready to take care of another human.

Hell, I haven't even sorted myself out.

Am I even mentally strong to do this?

And I cannot tell mum about it, she'd be so disappointed in me. She lamented breaking down in tears.

But getting rid of the baby is not an option, I would never do that.

No matter what happens she said as she placed a protective hand over her womb, I would raise my baby even if it means to do it all alone.

"I have to tell him though," she said out loud,

"He has a right to know about this pregnancy

Although not planned, we did this together."

If he rejects it, then I will resign myself to my fate.

But first, I need to get a job to survive.

With a baby on the way, I can't keep letting myself drown in self-pity.

I am not lazy. I am hardworking and smart, and I have an outstanding distinction in business management.

I will apply to Rylans Enterprises. After all this time, he should have gotten over his obsession with me and be kind enough to grant me a job offer in his company.

Reina resolved to go see Arthur, the man she had a one night with the next day.

Following her meeting with him, she would go in search of a job and with these two tasks to carry out in mind, she felt at peace and believed her situation would result in a positive outcome.

"I should probably tell Diane about all this.

At least it would be better than trying to sort it out alone.

I can't tell her about Arthur though, at least not yet.

Knowing Diane, she would force me to get married to him next Saturday, as if it were that easy," she scoffed.

"At least she would be excited at the thought of being a Godmother to my child," she said smiling to herself.

After a few minutes, she laid on her bed and finally drifted off to sleep.

************

"Woah, the sun is extremely hot! Even this weather is not on my side today," Reina sighed.

She walked into the building and was greeted by the receptionist.

"Hey, ma'am, how can I help you?"

"Thank you, I'm here to see the CEO, Arthur Koker."

"Okay, ma'am. Do you have an appointment with him?"