Its My Turn

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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“Splash…….”

“Ahh…….”

Her own sister pushed her from the bridge and make her fall into the river and now she was sinking deep inside the water with only one thought: why did she do this? Why?

Before she could realize anything or call anybody for help, her head banged to hard rock, head reel and after that, she remembers nothing.

“Ahh, ouch.”

She was trying to open her eyes, but a sharp flash of light pierced her eyes and she couldn’t open them. Her head was aching as it will burst. Even though it was paining, she opened her eyes and saw the entire place is looking white.

‘Am I in heaven?’

‘No, I am not. The sharp smell of disinfectant filled to my nostrils made me realize that I am not in heaven but in hospital.’

“Sarah, are you ok, how are you feeling now?”

A familiar voice dragged her attention. She looked and found Stefan in front of her. Stefan Walter whom she loath till last evening to even have a look, but now she knows he is genuinely concerned for her and it’s all reflecting in his eyes.

Sarah tried to get up, and Stefan supported her.

“Sarah, I know you are injured, but you have to hurry your pace, otherwise Ashley will take your place and get married to your fiancé,” Stefan said.

Sarah frowned when Stefan mentioned Ashley. A picture of flashback ran in front of her eyes and Ashley’s all deeds came into her mind.

“Sarah, are you listening?”

Stefan again called her. Sarah knows Stefan is talking for her interest, but she was motionless. Till now whatever happened with her, it’s all because of Ashley, her own half-sister.

For the first time, Sarah’s witty brain and foresight failed her, and she didn’t see the true colors of her sister before, who pretend most caring and loving to her and innocent in front of everybody.

When Stefan saw she didn’t move, he called a nurse to hand her over a pair of dress for Sarah and ordered to change her hospital gown, so that she can move.

“No, Mr. Stefan Walter, miss Sarah is not stable. I can’t discharge her in rush.”

The doctor denied signing Sarah’s discharge papers, still, Stefan was indifferent.

“I don’t care about your opinion; I need to take her from here and nobody can stop me.”

Stefan said with rage and beckoned to the bunch of bodyguards behind him, who moved fast to plan to take miss Sarah from the hospital.

‘I can’t let her waste even a single minute in this hospital. She is in this situation because of me. Only if I would not come in her life and tried to split Sarah and her boyfriend Ronald Walter apart, she wouldn’t end up like this.’

‘It was me who entered their life faking myself lunatic to revenge on Ronald and his father for killing my Valerie and to reach my goal I manipulate Ashley and seek her help to split Sarah and Ronald apart.’

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