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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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"Bang--" The magnificent presidential suite door was reclosed.

Ninghuan just felt the body scalding up and down and her beautiful eyes gradually blurred, because of fear, she curled up and sat in the corner.

She only heard the conversation outside...

"Is she still a virgin? Our Young Master has cleanliness."

"Yes, yes, I know that Master Quan has cleanliness. My daughter who has been twenty years old is absolutely a virgin!"

Master Quan? Has cleanliness? Clean?

When Ninghuan was confused, an external force suddenly pulled her severely from the corner, keeping her mind awake temporarily.

Then, Ninghuan fell into a king-size bed full of velvet.

A charming and handsome face came into view, and then the man bowed his head and kissed her lips...

The close fit between the lips made Ninghuan exclaim, "Woo...no! Don't mess around!"

"No woman dares to say no to me!" Quan Shaocheng bowed his head and kissed her lips, and his deep kiss seemed to swallow her whole body.

There was a strange scalding all over her, and this scalding made her mind more and more unclear.

Ninghuan was opening her beautiful eyes slightly, but her eyes were so blurry, "No ..." Her small mouth murmured, and the breath she exhaled was also hot.

"Shit, who gave you the medicine?" Even with a small amount of medicine, but it also made Quan Shaocheng's eyebrows tightened instantly, and his words were cold like ice.

This is full of cold words to let out, let Ninghuan stay awake for a while...

Prescribe medicine?

Does ... the medicine her father gave her?

The woman under the body was stiff, like a corpse. Quan Shaocheng made a manic curse. "Damn it! I've never make love with a woman who's delirious. Get out of here!

Get out of here? Did he let her go?

Ninghuan just felt like she was been pulled up, but her legs were weak, so she sat down on the ground with a sound of "bang".

It was this fall made Ninghuan gradually kept awake and returned to her senses. She looked at the handsome face with thin anger.

"What's up? Want to stay and serve me?"

Serve him? On no account!

With all her strength, Ninghuan stumbled towards the door of the presidential suite, and she desperately turned the doorknob and ran towards the door.

But just a few steps later, she was stopped by a familiar figure.

"Ye Ninghuan, why did you come out?" Ye Rongjing, her adoptive father, was looking at her with a very terrified and miserable look.

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