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The CEO's Runaway Wife And Secret Triplets

Chapter 7 

Word Count: 543    |    Released on: Today at 14:01

. The harsh sunlight hit his face, but he didn'

atched the keys to a black Range R

movements were jerky, fueled by pure adren

. His blood roa

voice cut through the nois

whip. She didn't look back. She threw herself into

He sprinted directly across the

fe. Her hands shook violently as she yanked the gear shift into drive. She

ed the car. He slammed his open pal

. She hit the brakes out of pure

r handle and yanked it, but the automatic locks had already

. The dark window tint hid her face,

eyes were bloodshot. The veins in his neck bulged. H

ed in iron bands. She bit down on her lower lip, tasting b

ly. The valet attendant ran over, waving his arm

ond. She sucked in a lungful of air and

ce ripped the door handle from Griffi

knuckles. She stared straight ahead, merging v

ng in the middle of the driveway. He pulled his phone

izing her li

the next lane, cutting off a sedan, and to

of Manhattan, taking random turns to

wn until she hit t

apped her face, drying the cold sweat that soaked her

riffin had the plate number. The hunt ha

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The CEO's Runaway Wife And Secret Triplets
The CEO's Runaway Wife And Secret Triplets
“Eleanor signed the thick stack of divorce papers, quietly ending her three-year marriage to the ruthless billionaire Griffin Gill. Stepping into the lobby, she was hit by a brutal sight: Griffin was already embracing his new lover, Andrea, who loudly boasted about celebrating their victory. Before Eleanor could even process the humiliation, the hospital called. Her beloved grandmother had just flatlined. Collapsing in the ICU, Eleanor was handed another shocking test result. She was pregnant with Griffin's triplets. Knowing his wealth and power, she knew he would snatch the babies and leave her with nothing. She chose to hide. But during a grueling labor, her only daughter was born with severe congenital renal failure. Penniless and desperate, Eleanor made a heart-wrenching choice. She left the dying infant at the Gill estate's gates, forged her own death certificate, and fled to Europe with her two newborn boys. For four agonizing years, she buried her grief and transformed into Raina, a world-renowned architect. She built an unbreakable empire to protect her sons, believing she was finally safe from her ex-husband's shadow. But upon returning to New York, a little girl clutching a pink bunny bumped into her legs in a hotel hallway. "You look just like the lady in Daddy's picture," the child sobbed. It was her abandoned daughter. And Griffin, piecing together the impossible coincidences, began a frantic, city-wide hunt for his 'dead' ex-wife. Watching his black SUVs surround her safehouse from the window, Eleanor poured a glass of wine and smiled coldly. The war had just begun.”