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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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"I have given myself to you. Why don't you break up with Janet?" the woman asked in a seductive, breathless voice. She was half-naked and hovering above a man.

"Don't mention her name when we are making out." The man was so excited that he squeezed the woman's breasts and moaned in pleasure.

The woman seemed dissatisfied as she didn't get the answer she wanted. "No way! She is an adopted daughter -- even our dog holds a more important position in our family than she does. What's so good about her?"

The man didn't say anything. He gripped the woman's waist and thrust harder, which made her scream and moan his name.

Janet Lind stood in front of the door, listening to everything in the room. Her tired eyes turned cold as she understood what was going on.

She had just returned from the hospital.

Hannah, who had raised Janet ever since she was a child, was diagnosed with advanced liver cirrhosis three months ago. The woman needed a liver transplant right away. Janet had to gather the money to pay the medical expenses.

To make her situation worse, her younger sister hooked up with her boyfriend. Janet felt her life was falling apart.

"Did you hear me? You have to tell me your decision tonight. It's either her or me. The choice is yours." Jocelyn Lind pounded on Steve Carter's chest, desperate to hear his answer.

Janet kicked the door open and glared at the couple. "Let me save you the trouble. He is just a man. You can have him if you want."

Although Janet sounded nonchalant, her heart broke to watch her boyfriend cheat on her with her sister.

Steve was Janet's college classmate. He was a handsome man from a wealthy family. He had chased after Janet for three years.

He had confessed his love to her again right before their graduation.

It was on the playground of their college. Many people were around, and almost all the students had witnessed the romantic scene. The crowd cheered, and Janet finally agreed to be his girlfriend.

The pain of betrayal crushed her. Looking at the two people in front of her, Janet clenched her fists, her nails sinking into her flesh.

Steve hurriedly pushed Jocelyn away, put on his pants, and got out of the bed.

Jocelyn almost fell down. Janet's words ignited her anger.

She had put a lot of effort into hooking up with a wealthy, handsome man like Steve.

Janet had won his heart without doing anything, which infuriated Jocelyn.

After all, Janet was just an adoptive daughter.

"What the hell are you saying? You sound like you dumped Steve. It's Steve who dumped you, bitch!" Jocelyn sneered as she pulled the quilt closer to her body. Then, she looked at Steve and asked, "Steve, what did you say to me just now? Tell that to Janet!"

Steve had slept with Jocelyn purely out of impulse. The woman had seduced him, and he lost control of himself.

He kneeled and grabbed Janet's wrist. "Janet, please forgive me. I didn't know what I was thinking."

Although tears filled her eyes, Janet looked at him with disgust. Once Janet set her mind to something, no one could change it.

She withdrew her hand from Steve's hold. "I'm sorry, Steve. I don't want anything that's tainted by Jocelyn. You two are a perfect match. Let's break up."

Jocelyn was taken aback. Steve was on the verge of a breakdown, but there was not even a trace of sadness on Janet's face. Anger surged through her veins because she didn't achieve what she had wanted.

Janet didn't have the time to talk to them. Jocelyn had always been competing with her ever since they were kids and she enjoyed taking away whatever belonged to Janet. She used to snatch Janet's toys. Now that they had grown up, she snatched her boyfriend as well.

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