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His Assignment

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.

Modern Crime Revenge

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My clumsy assignment

Prologue

He's so freaking hot, it

should be illegal!." My best friend tori said

"Who are you talking about?" I asked

"Ugh William of course and I heard he likes you" tori said wiggling her eyebrows

William has been my crush since middle school he's from England. He's also my lab partner so we only talk in chemistry class. And the occasional waving and smiling in the hallway that's about it.

"What are you talking about?"

"You know Lillian? She's Tony's

girlfriend who happens to be Williams best friend and he told Lillian that William likes His lab partner who happens to be you" she says in one breath

"OK first of all I do NOT believe that and secondly how are you friends with a cheerleader?"

In case it isn't obvious, I'm below the popularity chain and I really like it no drama whatsoever

Tori and I decided to walk to school this morning cause my jerk of a brother left me to pick up his slutty girlfriend Lacey. Even her name sounds like an underwear

" doesn't matter, anyways you should start putting more efforts in the way you dress, if you want willy wonka over there to really notice you " tori eyes my sweats and hoodie. What? It's comfortable. You can't expect me to go to that hellhole called school and still expect me to wear a dress hell no.

" hey I may like the guy but I would like him to like me for me and not for the way I dress" I say sighing

" well you're amazing so you have nothing to wor- KENDRA LOOK OUT!!"

Too late the truck was already too close for me to jump out of the way. I froze there and just waited for the impact in

1.........

1.....

Huh.

"Kendra are you okay" tori runs towards me and helps me up

Wait did I fall?

Huh.

"Yeah I'm good. Uh quick question HOW THE HECK AM I STILL ALIVE?" I ask dusting the dirt on me .

" the truck took a quick turn I guess" she shrugs

"Just be happy you're still alive . come on. We don't wanna be late"

( Eastbourne high)

Ahh Eastbourne high

Not your typical cliché highschool

No cocky jocks, no bitchy cheerleaders, no scary bad boys and no pitiable nerds just us all schooling in perfect harmony

*sigh*

NOT.

My school is all round cliché

There's the handsome but dumbbell jocks, the slutty cheerleaders who makes sure everyone knows their social status in the school and there's the bad boys of the school who bullies the nerds and then there's me. What? You thought I was a nerd?. Hell no. I hate maths, physics and chemistry and I'm even failing those classes except chemistry cause my Knight in shining armour William saves me

"Ugh I already want to crawl in a hole and die slowly and it's not even first period yet" I say taking my books from my locker and shutting it.

Have I mentioned I hate school

No?

Oh well, I HATE SCHOOL!

" don't be so dramatic " tori says rolling her eyes "what's your first class?"

I sigh checking my schedule, maths hmm fun, NOT

" maths my most favorite subject, hey tori I think I might go to maths con this weekend, you know why? Cause I love maths" I state with every ounce of sarcasm in my blood

"Geez I'm starting to take your hatred for school seriously"

" ooh don't forget the entire population"

" right "

" kendra! Hey kendra! " my brother Kendrick practically screams my name running towards me and tori

"What do you want? " I glare at him

" kenz I'm so sorry. Please forgive me , I swear I'll make it up to you " Kendrick pleads.

I sigh blatantly ignoring him "come on tori I believe we have class to get to" tori agrees and we walk away from him

"You aren't really mad at him are you?" She smiles giving me a knowing look

"Nah. I'm just going guilt him into doing my maths and physics homework" I smirk

"I've got so much to learn from you"

"Yeah you do"

(Somewhere in the land of linux)