Guns and Roses

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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Georgina's POV

I look at my reflection in the mirror. I have to look presentable for my business presentation.

I heard that the owner was domineering and scary. At age 22, I tried my best to build a company.

I didn't graduate from any courses after high school because I couldn't afford expenses even if there was a student loan that the government offered.

I decided to read books until I tried to build a company that focuses on construction waste aggregation.

At first, it was hard for me, especially when my son came into my life. I have no idea what I'm doing, so I do research, read books, and self-study.

I made it after two years. I'm glad I pushed it through! My business had finally taken off.

My eyes landed on my ring finger in my left palm. I don't understand the meaning of these two letters.

I don't know why I didn't feel the pain when they put this tattoo on my finger. The initials are AL, and each side has a star on it. I tap my face and look at myself in the mirror again.

"Focus! Don't think of anything else. You have to gain his trust so that he will invest in your business and expand as wide as you can. You can do this Georgina!" I mumbled.

I was startled when I saw my son's reflection in the mirror. I didn't hear his footsteps when he entered my room.

He came closer and embraced me. "Mommy!" he says.

I laugh and brush his head. "Mommy, you should stop talking to yourself always. It's not healthy for you," he jokes.

I rolled my eyes and laughed. "Where's my good luck kiss, hmm? Mommy needs a charm today," I mumbled.

I lower my head and he starts showering me with small kisses. I laughed and gently pinched his cheeks afterward.

"I love you, mom. Good luck! I know you can do it," Alejandro says.

I nodded and smiled. "Thank you, sweetheart. Mommy will do her best because I want my sweet son to live a better life than I ever had," I said. He smiled and kissed me again.

I spoke with his nanny and told her to keep an eye on him while he's in the school. He's kind of a naughty kid. He loves to explore and play around.

"I'll see you guys later."

They wave at me, and I drive my car away from the school. I decided to enroll him in a public institution because I want him to experience the life of a normal person.

I want him to respect people no matter what status they have in life. I don't want him to be entitled and spoiled.

It took me half an hour to reach this huge building. The initials are SJD. It stands for the owner's surname.

The Sajavedra Group of companies was one of the multibillion-dollar companies that invest in different business ventures all over the world.

"Good morning, ma'am... Claire," I remarked. I added her name based on what I saw from her nameplate. She smiled.

"Good morning, ma'am. What can I do for you?" she asks.

"I'm here for my appointment with Mr. Sajavedra. It's a 10 am appointment. I know I'm early, but I speak with you for confirmation. I'm Georgina Louise, by the way," I remarked.

She starts typing on the computer and then uses their telephone.

"Yes, Sir. Her name is Georgina Louise. Her appointment is at ten in the morning. I just want to confirm her time," she says. She smiled and nodded.

"Thank you, sir. Bye," she says. She looks at me after.

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