Alphas secret love child by Naomi D

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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Author's POV

A calm beautiful Wednesday evening in the city of HARLEM at Red Rooster Harlem Restaurant.

Two beautiful and young couples dressing their best for the evening. So is everyone else in the restaurant dressing their best, even the waiters.

Everybody minding their business and focusing on their partners and whoever they came with.

Cool Nice music playing in the background making the evening more beautiful and peaceful to enjoy your meal.

This is nice.

Ella break the intense as she compliment her boyfriend for his gesture.

We stop doing this, rather you stop doing this two years ago. Don't get me wrong

I love this, very thoughtful of you.

My favorite spot to eat besides my kitchen. This is very romantic I wish we could do this often. And I'm just gonna keep talking until you say something.

Ella coerce her boyfriend to break his stillness. His quietness makes her nervous..

I'm moving..... He blurted out with a pause in between giving himself time to find the right word but there is wasn't

I'm moving to London. I got my dream job offer there and I can't said no.

Ella stunned for a moment as Adam still trying to locate the right word.

She ignore what Adam is saying.

She chuckled and then carry the food menu.

She Jokingly said. The last time we were here, I ate Cobb salad. Tonight am gonna have....

Adam slowly collected the food menu from her as she trying to make her choice of what to order.

Ella desist and look at Adam in confusion with a loud thought running through her mind.

Did he seriousl? I mean I wanted he to say something but not this.

Did he want us to move there together?

I'm moving to London, What does that even mean? Do he want........

I'm leaving you Ella. He cut Ella off from her thoughts and hit the breaking point.

She relax herself.

Oh I know what this is all about. You literally want us to move in together.

This is cute but can we eat first? Cause I'm starving.

She said it with zero reflection from what Adam just said.

I'm serious Ella. Am leaving you to London and start a new life there. Adam politely said without concern how this might affect Ella emotional and mentally.

I mean, I never been to London I never even cross the border before obviously but I heard it beautiful and their accent? Is lit.

Ella trying to wave out the abate with rumours.

Stop Ella. Please stop. You are not that cracking, not anymore.

My flight is leaving in three hours and honestly..... There's no us.

What does he mean my flight is leaving in three hours? There's always be us Adam.

What are you even saying?. Ella thoughts.

I'm nicely breaking up with you. I could have done this through phone call, voicemails even text message. But I think this is the best way and this is where we first met.

Felicity of his word caught her by surprise and sense of uneasiness grow inside her as tears walled up in her eyes as Adam pitilessness saying those words.

His serious.

Stammering. Ad..... Adam? It been four years with you.

She became falter. Trying to gather strength but tears and soften cry couldn't let it.

Did those four years mean anything to you?

She chuckled. Clearly not.

You been planning your big relocation for God knows how long? And you just telling me three hours before your flight?

We plan to move in together.

Your fantasy not mine. Adam protest

Your ideas that literally drain my brain.

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