Baby Triplets Father Is the Hot Billionaire

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 TRIPLETS' SECRET FATHER

Chapter 1-

Christine had just finished her morning coffee when her phone rang. She looked at the caller's ID and saw that it was her husband.She answered the phone and greeted him with a cheerful "Good morning!“Hey, Christine," her husband said.

"How are you doing? I'm doing well," Christine replied. "I'm just getting ready to head out to work. "Okay, great," her husband said. "I just wanted to check in and see how you're doing. I miss you." "I miss you too," Christine said. "But I'll be home soon.I just have to finish up some work stuff. "Okay, that sounds good," her husband said. "I love you. "I love you too," Christine said, and they hung up.

Christine finished getting ready for work and headed out the door.As she walked to her car, she couldn't help but feel a little uneasy.

She had been working long hours lately, and she knew that her husband was starting to feel neglected. She got into her car and started driving to work.As she drove, she thought about her conversation with her husband.

She knew that she needed to make more time for him, but she also knew that her job was important.When she arrived at work, she went straight to her office and started working. She had a lot of projects to finish, and she wanted to make sure that everything was done on time.A few hours later, Christine's phone beeped.

She looked at it and saw that she had a text message.She opened the message and saw that it was from her boss, Welbeck. "Meet me at our usual hotel tonight; I have a surprise for you," the message read.Christine's heart skipped a beat. She had been working closely with Welbeck on a big project, but she had never expected him to ask her to meet him at a hotel.

She didn't know what to do.She knew that she couldn't say no to her boss, but she also knew that meeting him at a hotel was inappropriate.Christine took a deep breath and decided to call her husband.She needed to talk to him about what had just happened.

"Hey, Christine," her husband said when he answered the phone. "Hey, honey," Christine said. "I need to talk to you about something."Okay, what's up?" her husband asked. "I just got a text message from my boss," Christine said. "He wants me to meet him at a hotel tonight."Her husband was silent for a moment. "That doesn't sound good," he finally said. "I know," Christine said. "I don't know what to do.

I can't say no to my boss, but I also don't want to do anything inappropriate. "I understand," her husband said."But you need to be careful. You don't want to do anything that could jeopardize your job or our relationship," Christine said."I just needed to talk to you about it. I don't know what to do." Let me think about it," her husband said. "I'll call you back in a little bit." "Okay," Christine said.

"Thanks, honey." Christine hung up the phone and tried to focus on her work. But she couldn't stop thinking about the text message from her boss. She knew that she needed to be careful, but she also didn't want to let her boss down.

A few hours later, her phone rang again. It was her husband. "Hey, Christine," he said. "I've been thinking about what you told me earlier." "Yeah?" Christine said. "I think you should tell your boss that you can't meet him at the hotel," her husband said."It's not appropriate, and it could lead to trouble. "I know," Christine said.

"But I don't want to let him down. He's counting on me to finish this project. "I understand," her husband said. "But you need to think about what's best for you and us.You don't want to do anything that could hurt your job or our relationship. "I know," Christine said. "You're right. I'll tell him that I can't meet him at the hotel. "Good," her husband said."I'm proud of you, Christine. You're doing the right thing. Thanks, honey," Christine said. "I love you. "I love you too," her husband said, and they hung up. Christine took a deep breath and composed a text message to her boss."Sorry, I can't meet you at the hotel tonight. I have other plans," she wrote. She hit send and waited for a response.

A few minutes later, her phone beeped again. "Okay, no problem," her boss replied."We can meet at the office tomorrow." Christine breathed a sigh of relief. She knew that she had made the right decision, and she was glad that her husband had been there to support her.She scrolled through her messages and saw that her husband had sent her another text. "I'm proud of you, Christine," the message read. "You're doing great." Christine smiled and felt a warm feeling in her heart.Christine's happy face suddenly changed. She knew she was trying to play her husband's mind, but she acted innocent.

“Well, I'm done convincing my husband about how you forcefully sent a message that I should come and meet you; he's now fully aware that I'm having an association meeting and I will come back the next day.”“Wow, you're so smart, I can't stop loving you. I was even confused when you turned the offer down.” Welbeck said it in a hurry and blurted it out.Welbeck said on the other line, "Hmm, I guess tonight is going to be the greatest of all.”Welbeck exclaimed and said bye before hanging up the call.Christine moved away from the desk and started to pack up. She ordered a special outfit for the occasion and called Welbeck's driver to come and pick her off from work.

****Later in the evening, at 8:15 p.m.

It was a stormy night, the kind of night where the wind howled relentlessly and the rain poured in powerful surges. Inside the hotel ballroom, the party raged on, with the guests dancing and drinking, seemingly oblivious to the weather outside.Among the revellers was Christine, a stunningly beautiful woman with cascading blonde hair and emerald green eyes.

Christine was a married woman, but she found herself drawn to her boss, a charismatic and handsome gentleman named Welbeck.Christine became increasingly intoxicated, with the alcohol fueling her bravado.

She found herself flirting outrageously with Welbeck, basking in the attention he lavished on her.They laughed and joked, the chemistry between them palpable, sparking in the air like a live wire.

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