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Secret Triplets: The Billionaire's Second Chance
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.Inside an abandoned cottage in the suburbs, several doctors in white uniforms were dealing with a disfigured woman on the ground. Flies and maggots were wriggling freely around her decaying body.
After two years of extreme pain, Sophia Anderson's nerves had long become numb.
A thick medullary biopsy needle pierced her veins without mercy.
Sophia bit her bottom lip tightly and let the blood rush from her body in one direction until her body grew cold.
After finishing drawing blood, the doctors left indifferently.
"Ruby, what brings you to this foul place on our wedding night?"
Joseph Clarke cast a disgusted glance at the stinking woman on the floor, and the house smelled lingeringly putrid.
Sophia's heart shivered as her bloodshot eyes stared dully at the man she had loved for years!
Sophia crawled towards him with the last bit of hope.
Joseph ruthlessly kicked her in the stomach, and Sophia slammed into the wall, immediately spurting out a mouthful of blood.
Joseph frowned in disgust. "Slutty, shameless bitch! What do you want? If Ruby didn't have thalassemia and both she and you have a rare type of blood so that your blood can be used to lengthen her life, I would have torn you into pieces on the ground for your betrayal of me!"
Betray him?
Sophia loved Joseph wholeheartedly. How could she have betrayed him?
The so-called betrayal was purely a setup by Ruby Anderson. Ruby instructed several men to gang rape Sophia and recorded the process.
Ruby, in a costly and gorgeous traditional wedding dress, slowly squatted in front of Sophia.
Her fingernails were painted scarlet, and she fiercely pinched Sophia's chin, flashing a bright smile. "Sister Sophia, look how gorgeous and shining the dress on me is. And check out the gold jewelry in my hair. Guess what? Joseph spent half a billion yuan on them for me. We'll be happy forever."
"You..." Sophia was so angry that she abruptly spurted out a few more mouthfuls of blood.
"Oops, I almost forgot, you're blind now. You can't see. Let me be frank with you. Six years ago, when you rejoined the Anderson Family, you lost your virginity in a bar and were photographed naked. It was all my idea. Only by driving you out of the Anderson Family can I become the apple of everyone's eye. Now I am the heiress to the family, enjoying the future that originally belonged to you!"
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Reborn To Be A Doctor
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