The CEO's Regret: Mommy's Return With Secret Triplets

ng in the climate-controlled luxury of a private airport lounge, t

ght her heart was rip

ies and get out of my sight

rs of his mansion. He hadn't looked at her. He hadn't listened when she b

her to be thrown out into the fre

e iron gates, shivering, bleeding from a sc

her the chance to tell him th

ing the memory back into the

squeezing my

k into focus. She looked down. Standing beside her, w

far too serious for a child. They were Lucian's eyes.

, kneeling down to smooth his co

he bad man again," a small

ush leather sofa. Mia had inherited Zara's soft feature

of the triplets, clutching a tablet that he had p

had been shocked. Zar

heat replaced the cold memories in her chest. They were h

gathering all three of them into a tight hug. She b

start. We are going t

around her legs. She was no longer the naive,

s Zara

shion and design brand from scratch in Europe. She was ruthless

lked up to them, holding a tabl

. And I have the itinerary f

nded, taking Leo's hand and leading he

creen as they walked out to the waiting black SUV. "It's the final neg

e. She had let her team handle the early negoti

ompany is Sterling Enterprises.

r phone nearly slipped from her fin

s in this massive c

, looking up at her with those da

ction stared back, a powerful woman who bowed to no one. Her

ous smile crep

ered, her voice like ice."It seems Mom