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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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Paige's POV

Six Years Ago

I couldn't hold back my tears as I realized that the only boy I let into my life would be the same person to break me,

"You can't deny everything just like that, not after everything we have been through" I cried, trying to fight the truth that was staring at me,

His lazy gaze fell on me slowly from where he stood a dark look in his eyes I had never seen before,

"Well, watch me, Paige, and point of correction we have not been through anything together but it was fun playing with you though" he shot, I could feel my heart shattering into so many tiny pieces at his words,

"We need to do something about this baby, our baby" I yelled, letting the tears stream down my face,

"Your baby, not ours" he coldly retorted, crashing down on the sofa behind him as if the gravity of our situation weighed nothing on him,

" You are not really expecting me to kill our child, right?" I questioned already dreading his answer, he had already mentioned it so why am I expecting a change of mind, he wouldn't have even mentioned it if he had not thought about it,

"Anything you do with your child is none of my business" he shot at me, his words like a shock to my system,

"You can't deny sleeping with me and you know deep down this baby is yours, so why are you doing all this, Jace, why?" I cried out in pain,

"Look, I accept that I slept with you but I definitely did not get you pregnant. Why don't you go and ask all your numerous boyfriends who released their shit into you, maybe one of them would own up to it" he said in a bored tone, this has to be a dream right?

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