My Unknown Husband

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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Marco's POV

Today I completed four years of overtaking my business empire, and also I got the most prominent project with which I will get closer to my goal.

From the time I have taken over the business, my only goal is to reach the heights of my idol Carter Grayson.

It's not like I want to compete with him, but I want to have the feel of how it feels to be on top of the world.

He is on top of the business world, I admire him, but the only difference between him and me is he is a humble man and does the business with ethics, but I am not like him I believe in getting what I want by hook or by crook.

I got this project of billions, which will add a step in achieving my goal, so my best friends Ethan, James, and Lucas are behind my life to go on a vacation to Goa, which is in India.

I also agreed because, in the last four years, I have not taken a single break so that we will be flying to India with my private jet this evening.

We had been to many places in the world, but this time we all thought of exploring Goa, and we have heard a lot about this place and its beauty.

All four of us landed in Goa, we have planned a week's vacation.

It was almost evening when we reached our hotel, which is on the beach only. It is a kind of hotel then the open pub and then the beach.

It's lovely to watch the sunset with a beer in your hands. Soon it was dark, and we all got prepared to get in the pub and booze and hangout with beautiful girls.

Music was high, and the ambiance was excellent, and four of us were checking out hot chicks.

Soon my eyes landed on a girl who was dancing different from other girls. Other girls were dancing seductively, wherein this girl was dancing like no one is looking at her in her way.

It was visible that she was enjoying herself. She wore a black bodycon shoulder straps dress, and she looked damn hot in this dress, which was showing off all her perfect curves at the right place.

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