Unpredictable Love

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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Inside Nest hotel…………

Amelia was stunned the moment she woke up and found herself in an unfamiliar room. As if that wasn't enough she was naked lying beside a stranger. What really happened,what is she doing here?. She tried remembering about last night but it seems as if her brain has been washed off. All she could remember was that she was with her step sister Charlotte and her boyfriend Oscar at a birthday party. Oscar, her childhood sweetheart/boyfriend, invited her and Charlotte to one of his friends' birthday party. At the party Oscar forced her into drinking a lot of wine and she later ended up being drunk, that was the only thing she could remember, how she got to the room is what she can't explain.

Tears roll from her eyes,how is she going to explain to her fiance that she is no longer a virgin, What will he think of her?.

She looked at the man lying beside her,he was still Sleeping, with wasting any more time. Amelia quickly got out of the bed to tidy up.

Her red gown was torn to shreds,so she could only pick up the man's shirt,without thinking twice she picked up the shirt and put it on,and quickly ran to the door but suddenly stopped and turn back to look at the stranger,she wanted to see his face but unfortunately he is facing the other side. She hurries out but plans to return to the hotel to check the camera to find out who this bastard is.

===At Miller mansion===

A black taxi stopped in front of the mansion. Amelia hurried out of the taxi.

"Madam, your change" the driver shouted from the car.

"you can keep the change" Amelia murmured and hurried inside,her whole body trembling in fear. She wished the floor could open and swallow her.

The servant wasn't helping the matter,they were all staring at her like someone who is carrying a disgusting thing on her face.

"Why is young Miss Amelia wearing guy clothes?". One of the maids whispered to the other maid but it was clear to the ear.

Amelia ignores them and continues walking towards the building, all she needs right now is to find her sister Charlotte to ask her if she has any idea on how she gets to that hotel room, that is the thing in her mind right now,she need an explanation.

She walked to the entrance with her trembling body, took a heavy breath before opening the door but suddenly stopped, when she heard a familiar voice.

"Oscar, I can't wait to give birth to our baby" said a voice from inside the house.

Amelia was lost, isn't that Charlotte her step sister's voice. What's going on?, and what baby is she talking about?. She was till lost in her though when another familiar voice from inside was heard

"And i can't wait to put diamond ring on this your petty finger"

That was Oscar,her fiance's voice, what is really going on?. Different questions keep running in her mind but no answer. Amelia gathered courage and entered inside.

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