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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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"Run, Eliza. Run." Mikey screamed saving me from my prison that I have been since I was young. I ran through the streets with my bare feet and wrapped in a bathrobe.

This is the first time I have felt free in my entire life. My brown hair sway in the wind as the sun warmed my pale skin which felt so good. It was cold since it look like it was fall. I ran into the middle of the street when I heard a screech then darkness.

"Oh my god, she came out of nowhere."

"Is she going to be okay?"

"She will stay with me."

"I will take care of her."

"Do you think Ethan will be home for the holidays, honey? Do you think he will like her?"

"When will she wake up?"

"Do you know who she is?"

"Eliza, wake up, dear."

My head hurts.

Why does my head hurt so much?

Oh, the light is making it worst. My eyes flicked open as I heard a woman's voice, "Honey, she is waking up. Eliza. Are you okay dear?" I looked up to see a woman I don't recognize. She is a tall woman with blonde hair, she looked like she could be in her sixties. Her blue eyes looked worry.

"Oh, my dear. It is okay. Do you remember what happened?" She asked me. I shook my head as I sat up holding my head then a strong hand pressed on my shoulder, "Don't move. I get the doctor." I looked over to my other side when a man that looked the same age as the woman standing there. His eyes was like honey in color and his hands were strong because he was built like a football player.

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