icon 0
icon TOP UP
rightIcon
icon Reading History
rightIcon
icon Sign out
rightIcon
icon Get the APP
rightIcon

Hiding His Genius Twins From The Billionaire

Chapter 4 

Word Count: 892    |    Released on: Today at 14:12

negotiation regarding a private security contract in sub-Saharan

nose, a dull headache start

ers flew across the keyboard of a hardened laptop.

firewall had a minor vulnerability in its third-tier protocol. I p

nnate talent for navigating the digital world was something that both ama

ece of machinery-a drone transponder. His movements were deft and sure. On a tablet propped u

are likely elevated from that meeting, Mommy. Deep breathing exer

iant, resilient, and fiercely protective. But they weren't normal children. They didn't have playdat

on the table. The call

serious. He swiped to answer, putting it on speaker. "Mr. Thorne, Leo Sull

I was just calling to say your projections on the renewable energy venture w

almly. "My consultation fee invoice

er four-and-a-half-year-old son was negotiating multi-mi

rs. The guilt she often suppressed rose to the surface. Geneva was a gilded cage. It was safe, secure, but it was isolatin

atory, one of the most exclusive and sought-after preschools in the United States, located in Los A

so carefre

't set foot in that country for five years.

ow would you feel about going to a school with lots of o

o America? I've heard their federal

ed at her, his expression seri

was always just 'that man,' the

ig place, sweetheart. He lives on the East Coast, in New York. We'll be on

t had surely moved on, forgotten the brief, disastrous marriage to

iscalculation, born

isk it. She would face the ghosts

e her d

arrangements. We're moving to Los Angeles. I'll be going as Anya. There's

. The life of an actress, constantly in the public eye, was the p

hanged a look of

s network to build our digital leg

ack a comprehensive first-aid

ir new mission and shook her head with a faint smile.

Claim Your Bonus at the APP

Open
Hiding His Genius Twins From The Billionaire
Hiding His Genius Twins From The Billionaire
“I was six months pregnant with twins, excitedly waiting for my husband to come home. But instead of sharing my joy, he threw a divorce agreement on the coffee table. He coldly called our marriage a mere transaction, mocking my trailer-park origins and claiming my children didn't deserve his wealthy family's name. Before I could even process the heartbreak, his mistress walked into our home. She deliberately threw herself backward down the stairs, screaming that I had pushed her. My husband didn't hesitate. He rushed to her side, looking at me with pure, murderous loathing. "You are the most vicious creature I have ever met." The sheer cruelty of his betrayal struck me like a physical blow, and a massive hemorrhage buckled my knees. As a pool of crimson blood spread across the pristine marble, I reached out, begging him to save our babies. But he just scooped up his mistress-who only had a sprained ankle-and walked right past my bleeding body without looking back. I was pronounced dead in that cold hospital, taking my unborn children with me. Why was my devotion repaid with such callous abandonment? How could he let his own flesh and blood die for a liar's fake tears? Five years later, I returned, no longer the helpless, discarded wife. I was now a legendary hacker, a miracle surgeon, and a rising Hollywood star, with my two genius sons alive and thriving by my side. When my ex-husband finally tracked me down, pinning me against a wall with desperate, bloodshot eyes, I simply offered a polite smile. "Sir, I believe you have mistaken me for someone else."”