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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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The party was in full swing with loud music blaring through the speakers. It started off with a slow song and now at midnight, the well-known businessmen and women shook their booties like youngsters with no care in the world.

Paparazzi would pay millions to get a sneak peek inside the party, for a single photo of their acclaimed business magnets getting wasted in a drunken haze.

Kevin took a sip from his glass, half filled with the amber-colored liquid that burned his throat numbing his heartache.

His eyes wandered across the dance floor. The host caught his eyes and winked at him as he shook his heavy body on the dance floor. Two women clung on each side of his arms, rubbing their bodies against him seductively.

Rodrigo Fernandez, a sixty-year-old ruthless businessman, was known for his mean weekend parties. The man threw parties for anything and everything.

His parties served as an escape haven for all. Mainly because of the tight security, not even a fly could get through the security Rodrigo had around his billion dollars' worth mansion in The Gold Coast, one of the wealthiest neighbourhoods in Chicago.

This was the place were top businessmen in Chicago met occasionally and closed many beneficial deals, a place where they let go and enjoyed with no worries.

"Hey… looking for some fun?" A red-haired woman wearing a black skimpy dress ran her hands suggestively on his arm bringing him out of his thoughts.

Kevin took a moment to look at the beauty stood before him. She was beautiful with an hourglass frame and long toned legs, which was adorned with red fuck-me heels. She will be a good lay. He had no doubt in that.

Did I want to take her on the offer?

"Apologies my lady, I will have to decline the offer for now, as I have a long day tomorrow." He smiled not wanting to hurt her emotions.

The woman pouted before slipping her card in his pocket, "Just give me a ring if you need me, " she chimed, giving him a seductive grim before walking off. Kevin did not miss the way her round hips swayed as she went to join others on the dance floor.

Rodrigo, who noticed their small exchange, met his gaze and gave him a meaningful smile, with a curt nod before turning his attention to the party.

It's time to leave.

He hated these parties, but coming here meant new business deals. Rodrigo had contacts across USA and Kevin used this opportunity. He called his driver on the way out, who had his car ready when he stepped out.

The drive towards his home in Lincoln Park was silent. Though it was no longer a home, he was used to calling it one.

Home should be a place where someone lived with their family. Wasn't it?

He thought about the girl in the party. Why couldn't I say yes to her? He was no longer married. He was free to have any women. Why? Why the touch of other women doesn't appeal anymore?

Because you are not her, his conscious piped in. His chest constricted at her memory. The love of his love, the one chose other man over him. Unlike her his love for her was true. He blinked to get rid of the tears that had gathered in his eyes.

His mansion was dark when he went inside and he didn't bother to switch on the lights as he sauntered towards his bedroom. Kevin was familiar with the dark interiors of his home by now. It has been the same routine for past few years.

She had taken his light along with her.

He didn't bother to change as he plopped on the bed, the whiskey he consumed lulling him to sleep.

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Kevin stared at the newspaper in front of him. After all these years he still couldn't believe the news he was reading.

She was engaged.

The Chicago Daily had published a full blow-up photo of his ex-wife posing with his arch-enemy Ethan, sporting a fat diamond on her ring finger as she exited the Chicago airport.

His long fingers traced her face that glowed with joy. She looked a lot different now. She was no longer the lovely book loving Jessika he knew.

His hands reached the phone on their own, dialling the extension for his secretary, "Maria, cancel rest of the appointments for today and don't disturb me for a while." He disconnected the line without waiting for her reply.

He was upset—yes. Because he was still in love with her, he still hasn't moved on even after her betrayal. A small part of his mind still hoped to get her back. He almost called her once when another photo surfaced showing her partying hard in Ibiza, wearing a bikini that barely covered her assets.

However, this news confirmed that she had moved on from him. He didn't realize when his legs had carried him to the other end of the office.

It hurt.

He wondered if it was a coincidence or she did it on purpose. Five years ago, on the same day, she left him for his enemy. Memories of that day were still fresh. He remembered even the minor detail of everything that happened.

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Kevin met Jessika Smith during his senior year in college. She was his junior and was a friend of Ethan.

Kevin and Ethan's families were business rivals and Ethan made it a business to compete with him for anything and everything. He even stole his second girlfriend from him, which infuriated him in return.

Though Kevin had met Jessi at college, they never spoke to each other. He was at a birthday party of their football team's Quarterback when he saw Jessi entering the party with Ethan.

She took his breath away in a simple peach color dress that ended a few inches below her knees. He looked at her properly for the first time, her long ebony locks cascaded around her round face. At college, she was always with her friends or in some corner reading something.

He wondered how she even befriended a jerk like Ethan. He didn't think they were an item because Ethan was dating other girls and the entire college knew of his playboy manners.

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