Alpha King Greyson

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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CHAPTER 1: That’s New

AISHIANNA RAVEN ROBERTS

“YOU LOOK STUNNING, YOUNG LADY,” my personal servant said to me as she does my hair. I just smiled at her as I look myself at the mirror.

She’s right – I am seeing a young woman who is very stunning in her red glittery gown. A simple make up on her face and then a pinkish lips. It’s very natural looking and I am glad to look like this tonight.

My thought fades when someone knocked on my door as if they’re going to break it. ‘Tsk! Why are they always hot tempered?’

“Come in…” I said and not even minding those who entered my room. ‘Well… I just don’t care at all, that’s why.’

“Aishianna, baby!” I heard my Mother’s voice approaching me. “Are you ready?” she asked me that question – I just nod my head to give her an answer. “That’s good!” Mother said again with a sound of relief in her voice.

‘Geez!’ I couldn’t help but to let out some deep and heavy sighs as I signaled my servant to stop fixing my hair and making her leave my room as well before I turned around to face my mother whom has this worried sick face right now. I even rolled my eyes at her because of that – ‘Tss… I hate making her worry about something that she shouldn’t be worried about.’

“Mom… calm down, okay?!” I said to her. “I’ll be fine on my own… you know that, right?” I smiled at her while giving her an assurance on something. “Besides… I’m a very independent woman. I can take care of myself just fine, so please… stop giving me that kind of look in your face,” I even added while making my lips pout.

She stared at me with a relieve look in her face as the silence began to succumb the surrounding. But even before the whole place will be drawn into the silence, I manage to hear how she releases some heavy and deep sighs.

“What’s with the deep and heavy sighs, again?” I asked her that question without minding if I was the one who broke the lingering silence between the two of us. “I don’t like how it sounds while you’re looking at me with such a relief in your face,” I even added.

Mother just shook her head to answer my question and then she sat at the chair in front of me as I felt one of her hands slowly touching my cheeks as if she’s feeling it too. ‘Tsk! What’s wrong with her today? It was like… Urgh! I’m having a bad feeling about this, really bad feeling to be exact.’

“Mom!” I said with a warning tone in my voice. “Tell me your thoughts about this, hmm?!” I even added trying to convince her to spill the tea – I mean her thought that keeps on bothering her, I know.

Mother releases some deep and heavy sighs first before she answers my question. “It’s just that, I don’t think I could really bare to see you leave this house, baby!” Mother said to me with a worried look in her face, again.

I reached her both hands and caress it. “Mom… I’m not leaving the house for good, okay?” I said to her just to clear her negative thoughts about me, leaving them. “I’m just going to attend a party in the capital with my fiancé… Eric.” I even added.

“I know…” Mom said to me and it almost turns out a whisper. “But I really can’t ignore this bad feeling inside me right now especially that we can’t accompany you there,” Mother even added.

I give her my sweetest smile. “I’m going to be fine… I promise!” I said to her. Mother just nods her head as she stand up and made me turn around to look in front of the mirror again and she started to fix my hair.

‘I love her… I love them both. So as much as possible I won’t be a disgrace or a burden to this family.’

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