Handsome Huit by Princess Treasure Chuks

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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EMILY POV

The shrilling of the alarm woke me up, still feeling drowsy from not having enough sleep, I switched off the alarm.

The door to my room opened and my mom walked in.

"Get up Emily or you will be late for work." She said as she opened up the window,letting the sun drift into the room.

"Can't I just sleep a bit more, just a few more minutes mom,a few." I begged as I turned to sleep again

"Stop being lazy and get up, didn't you say that you had a presentation today?"She asked and that got me out of bed.

"Oh no! the presentation, I won't make it on time"I said as I dashed off to the bath room to take my bathe.

My colleagues and I have been working on this presentation for days now.

I often come late from work just because of it and now that the day is finally here, i had to wake up late, I thought as I put on my shoes and ran straight down stairs.

"Why are you in a hurry dear?"my dad asked as I hurriedly gulped down the fruit juice mom had made for me.

"She woke up late and today is the day for her presentation at work" my mom answered in my stead.

"Good bye mom, goodbye dad"I said as I waved off to the both of them and then I left the house.

I couldn't afford to wait for the bus so I took a taxi.

Some other day,I might berate myself for going to work late but now,I will just have to get to work early.

He drove through the busy streets of los Angeles.

While he did his thing, I brought out my laptop and began to finish the set up to the presentation.

"We are here miss"He said to me and quickly I payed him and got out of the taxi.

As If being late wasn't enough, I had to bump into some one and that made my laptop fall.

"Oh no! Oh no!"I said as I knelt in front of the broken laptop to pick it up.

I tried to turn it on only to see that it wouldn't turn on and if the laptop develop some problem, then the presentation will just have to be delayed because all the work we did is on it.

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